Abigail’s Second Life

Abigail felt a bit embarrassed and greeted, "Hello, sir."

"Just call me Mr. Horton. She lives in my house, and I live next door to her," Mr. Horton said and then added, "Don't let me keep you, Abigail. Go and have fun. I have to till the ground later." "Okay." Abigail and Luna responded in unison.

As Luna locked the courtyard door, she walked away with Abigail and started talking about Mr. Horton. "He doesn't dress well, but he seems to be quite wealthy, and he's very particular about food." "I can tell. Have you chatted with him often before?" Abigail asked curiously.

"Yes, when I moved here, I wasn't so afraid of people. He would often knock on my door and bring me food; sometimes homemade pastries, sometimes casserole, sometimes a bowl of soup..." Luna slowly said, "He must know that I have emotional problems. Even if he sees me messing up the house, he never blames me. He's a good person."

Abigail thought that was quite nice.

After they entered the antique market, Abigail watched Luna go in to browse.

She secretly sent a message to Simond.

'Check the old man next to Luna. See if there's any problem.'

Anyone who came into contact with Luna could be a suspect.

'Okay.'

Abigail sent the message and immediately put away her phone.

find any antiques she liked and came out of the shop. Then, she pulled Abigail into another one to

morning outside, had a delicious lunch, and didn't return until

came back, she collapsed on the couch

After a while, she said to Abigail, "I'll make you a bracelet. You can choose." Abigail nodded as she looked at the dazzling

to

slept well the night before. Could it be that her condition

was a problem with L.Moon again, so she had

that I'm out of town and can't come back now. If it doesn't work, we won't cooperate. We'll pay whatever it costs!" Abigail was feeling irritated.

so she didn't

been cooperating with L.Moon for so many years. It's not reasonable to refuse to cooperate," Garrett said to

his words and felt

me, so don't always call me. The client is important, but I have my own things to do." Abigail tried to calm

doesn't work, tell me where you are, and I'll

"No." Abigail outright refused.

if there was

didn't treat clients like this before. You were always humble. That's why I

fingers through her hair as she looked around the room, and after a while, she said, "I really can't come back

months, and the

she paced back and forth twice before finally saying, "Can I call you

hung up

had chosen him as the general