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.

of

had a delicious lunch, and didn't return

came back, she collapsed on the couch and didn't want

You can choose." Abigail nodded as she looked at the

began to choose

been fine all day and wondered if it was because she had slept well the night before. Could it be that

a month, but there was a

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

finally improving, so she

years. It's not

aback by his words and

I can't come back now, and I won't be able to for a long time. I hired you to solve these problems for me, so don't always call me. The client is important, but I have my own things to do." Abigail tried to calm

If it doesn't work, tell me where you are, and I'll bring the client

"No." Abigail outright refused.

was

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 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

bosses, yet you leave for months, and the

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

hung

the general manager because of