Abigail’s Second Life

Chapter 383

Chapter 384 Crippled Drawing Hand

During the meal, Abigail realized that Maisy had never once looked away from her.

Honestly speaking, it was making her feel embarrassed.

"Did you design the dress you're wearing?" Maisy gently asked just as the meal was coming to a

close.

"Yes." Abigail nodded.

Her dress was made of a very comfortable fabric in a neutral color and was covered in highly detailed and realistic embroidery. It was a variation of the classic princess line.

A flash of sorrow appeared on Maisy's face. "I should have asked you to sell me the dress no matter what back then. Your designs are beautiful

Abigail did not know if that was just flattery, but she still smiled in response. "Thank you."

"Let me escort you to the car, Grandmother," Eric chimed in.

"Okay," Maisy dotingly said.

It was clear he was afraid Maisy would upset Abigail. It seemed he would be a man who did everything his wife asked in the future.

The moment the two of them left, Abigail let out a loud sigh of relief.

As Eric escorted Maisy out of the hotel, she suddenly asked, "If you like her that much, why did you tell Josh you would be getting engaged to the Pearsons' daughter?"

to drag her down." Eric could not tell Maisy about what happened with Kelly. After all, Kelly was the daughter the Pearsons

a lot like Scarlett. Do you think the Pearsons have the wrong girl?" Maisy wondered with

was Scarlett's daughter. There

Scarlett's daughter. That way, there was no need

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shame. Why

Eric's mood

Tristan saw Abigail, he smiled. Today's competition will not be hard. You've gone on parkour shows, right? The parkour track we have for you

nodded with

punishment was parkour, she breathed a sigh

arrived at the location, she realized she had

the past. Unfortunately, all of that had been replaced with equipment

was very soft and hard to

we'll even have you suspended on cables. We won't make it that hard for you to lose your balance," Tristan calmly stated. Abigail and Miranda were forced to race each other. The loser would have a bucket of icy water poured over

the cylindrical bridge, she suddenly felt her

oil on

she rolled off the bridge, she triggered a switch that caused

and tightly held up in the air by the cables. Waves of agony shot up her arm, causing her to shriek in

was sprawled out on the cylindrical bridge, too scared to move, as she stared

to access chapters of novels early and in the

while her right hand

to be torn off!"

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and watched for a few long minutes. before eventually calling for someone

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