Abigail’s Second Life

"Abigail, your son is truly ridiculous. How can he do such things and still be safe in the country? How much effort did you put into protecting him?" An aunt couldn't bear it any longer.

They were greedy, but they would never engage in such reckless behavior.

"He's obviously talking nonsense!" Molly's voice trembled.

"Whether it's nonsense or not, we will know soon enough. You want his daughter to marry into the Davidson Family so that the Davidson Family can use their connections to clean up his ill-gotten money. After you die, you're probably going to hell!" Sean spoke to Molly without any mercy.

She had done so many things that harmed Lawrence and Scarlett, so he didn't need to respect her at all.

"Shut up!" Vincent suddenly shouted with bloodshot eyes.

Abigail was startled. She stared at Vincent closely and noticed that he was trembling all over, and the murderous intent in his eyes was terrifying.

Sean looked at him coldly. "Did I say anything wrong? It's your good luck that those at the Golden Triangle didn't kill you."

"I told you to shut up!" Vincent said again.

"Vincent..." Molly cried out.

Vincent smirked coldly. "You have no evidence to back up what you said. If you have the ability, show me the evidence!"

believe that you'll be caught red-handed soon," Sean said

by his side, trembling uncontrollably. "If what you said is true, and I have committed such a serious

a plan of yours for over twenty years. If it could

up, we can do it. How should the Pearsons' properties and shares be divided?" Molly didn't want to argue with them. She knew that

he and his wife threw Abigail into the sea, and Molly

ensure Vincent's safety for the rest of his life so that she could die

the assets. Mom, I can give up everything. I don't want anything

money; isn't the Pearson estate

shut up!" Vincent roared in

for Sean, he wouldn't

still be the one possessing limitless wealth. Once he laundered the money... he would be the richest man and the shrewdest investor in

this was

outsmarted you even though you plotted for over twenty years." Those words struck a nerve in Vincent's fragile heart. He lashed out at Sean, "Who do you think you are? This is the Pearson Residence, not the Graham Residence. Get

can you behave so disgracefully? So many people are watching; aren't

But

up," Molly spoke up. "Even if Vincent doesn't want

her with

son, and me, your returning daughter. You lack nothing," Abigail said to

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and she had never experienced unfair treatment within her family. She had no idea what parental favoritism

adult, as a filial child, he was destined to struggle with this hurdle and