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

morning outside, had a delicious lunch, and

collapsed on the couch and

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

to

was because she had slept well the night before. Could it be that her condition was worsening

Saraville for half a month, but there was a problem with L.Moon again, so she

the client 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. How

improving, so she didn't

with L.Moon for so many years. It's

his words

The client is important, but I have my own things to do." Abigail tried to calm herself down. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Find

me where you are, and I'll bring the client to you,"

"No." Abigail outright refused.

there was a

loss. He hesitated for a moment and finally said, "Miss Quinn, don't you think you're being a bit arrogant now? You didn't treat clients like this before. You

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

are the bosses, yet you leave for months, and the company

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

hung up

the general manager because of