Abigail’s Second Life

Abigail felt relieved. As soon as she entered her room, she began working on her design drawings.

On the other hand, Scarlett and Lawrence sat in the living room. Lawrence lit a cigarette and started smoking slowly.

"Does she always work late at night?" he asked Sean when lighting the cigarette. His heart was filled with guilt and self-reproach, for Abigail didn't have to work so hard.

"This is what she's passionate about, and she's only putting in this effort for a year or two. Once the studio stabilizes, she won't be designing as much," Sean explained to Lawrence. Lawrence sighed. "But I feel really guilty. I haven't taken good care of her."

"Just take care of her from now on. Anyway, let's discuss the family reunion banquet." Sean didn't have that much emotional concern, for he believed that Abigail was currently in her best state.

She found her passion and a career to pursue. Even if they got married in the future and had children, he would fully support her in her career if she chose to continue working.

"I've decided to hold the family reunion banquet at the Giovanni Hotel, a five-star hotel here. The banquet hall there is large and can accommodate many people. I want to invite everyone I know," Lawrence said with great enthusiasm.

"Reserving a five-star hotel two months in advance can be quite expensive every day," Sean reminded him. Though he wasn't stingy, he thought it wasn't necessary.

"Money is not a problem. This amount is nothing." Lawrence was very generous.

Yet Sean pressed his glabella. "With that money, we could rent a venue, and we could decorate it ourselves. No matter how good the hotel is, even if it's a five-star hotel, it's still just a hotel."

"I think that's a good idea. We can hire a professional venue designer and rent a suitable space." Scarlett expressed her satisfaction with his idea.

"Okay, then. I'll write up the plan." Lawrence had always been good at this.

who was now the chief financial officer of

agreement

morning, Abigail got up and went downstairs. Suddenly, she bumped

rolled her eyes and said with an irritated expression,

started speaking, Scarlett, who was

at the girl but

that Abigail liked pasta, so she started making it

and walked toward

am? I'm Lily. You're the Abigail who

wherever I want. Do you think you

Lily scoffed. "You're just a bottom-dweller in the Pearson Family. You haven't even gone overseas before. Do you think you're impressive because you've designed clothes for a few actors in the

a while before letting out a

are you laughing at?" Lily's anger

abroad, but you couldn't even pass the Aktani proficiency test. You might as well have stayed at home. What a

kitchen and

Scarlett. You dare shut my

and saw his cold and intense gaze staring at

Scarlett was holding a saucer plate with pasta sauce. Under

Abigail set down the book in her hand. "She doesn't dare, but

eyes. Knowing that Lawrence wasn't at home, she immediately moved

taller than Lily and had long arms. So, she easily grabbed Lily's hair with a swift motion and snatched the saucer plate from Scarlett's hand, then splashed it onto

plate aside and, still holding Lily by the hair, walked up to the dark-faced Vincent. "So? Would you