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.

any antiques she liked and came out of the shop. Then,

morning outside, had a delicious

back, she collapsed on the couch and

"I'll make you a bracelet. You can choose." Abigail nodded as she looked at the dazzling array of jade beads, and

began to choose

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

there was a problem with L.Moon again,

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

was finally improving, so she didn't dare to go

has been cooperating with L.Moon for so many years. It's not reasonable to refuse to

by his words and felt a

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

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

"No." Abigail outright refused.

knows if there was a

this before. You were always humble. That's why I followed you.

looked around the room, and after a while, she said, "I really

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

she paced back and forth

Garrett hung up the

general manager because of his