Abigail’s Second Life

Abigail shifted her gaze, feeling her scalp tighten instantly as Simond came into view. Despite the vastness of Capitalis, she had always believed it was a city where chance encounters were rare. Therefore, she hadn't paid much attention to Simond's presence in the city.

Sean couldn't help but frown when he heard Simond's familiar tone, but he managed to maintain a smile as he addressed Abigail, "Do you two know each other?"

Before Abigail could respond, Simond, seated beside her, interjected with a smile, "Didn't she tell you? We were quite close in Adral. Oh, and she was there with " "Are you finished?" Abigail interrupted him, her patience wearing thin.

Simond turned to Abigail, still smiling. "Ms. Alana, where did that composure go when you were presenting your products on stage? That version of you was the most captivating." Sean's demeanor shifted. He seized Simond's collar, his gaze transforming into an icy stare. "If you wish to avoid me teaching you a lesson, I suggest you leave immediately!"

After delivering his threat, Sean forcefully pushed Simond away. The smile vanished from Simond's face, replaced by a gaze with pitch-black intensity. "Mr. Graham, before you lay a hand on me, consider carefully whether I am someone you can afford to provoke."

Sean sneered. "The sole heir of the Simpson Family. Are you entangled with shadowy forces overseas, stealthily returning to the homeland to evade pursuers?" Leaning back in his chair, Sean's expression became more provocative. "It's only because of our homeland's tolerance that anyone returning is protected." Abigail intervened before Simond could respond. "Please don't disturb us while we're having dinner. Thank you."

Simond raised an eyebrow. He stood up and locked eyes with Abigail. "Disturb? Ms. Alana, what do you mean? I merely came to extend a greeting." "We're not close. There's no need for greetings," Abigail asserted without looking at him.

"Who can say for sure whether we're acquainted or not?" Simond finished, turning around and leaving with ease.

However, his words left Abigail uncertain about how to explain things to Sean.

I didn't intend to be friends

was well aware that one lie would lead

predicament, she found herself unable to disclose anything, even for the sake of Sean's safety. While Sean possessed

what his purpose was in coming to provoke us, but I trust you. If you really have something to tell me, I believe you would tell me without reservation because that's the kind of person I know you

Abigail felt not only touched

opened her mouth, wanting

I won't pay

wanted to say suddenly got stuck in her throat. For the first time, she realized that she wasn't as rational as she thought. When facing Sean, she was under a spell,

right. Let's enjoy the meal first," Abigail lowered

could she completely free Sean from these dangerous situations. Because of her revealed background, the people around her were involved with Vincent and the interests behind him. Luna ended up in her current situation,

by everyone, without a scratch. Is it truly impossible for me to resist

skeptical of

the car. Abigail engaged in

the Pearson Residence,

room, Sean held his phone, his emotions tangled in conflicting

lingered, compelling him to seek answers about what happened between

tossed his phone aside, his gaze fixed on