Abigail’s Second Life

Chapter 719

"Miss Quinn, I'll be leaving now." Simond always left immediately whenever Sean appeared by Abigail's side.

After he left, Sean placed a cup of coffee on Abigail's desk. "Did he help you with anything?"

"I was thinking he could get some information since he's from a different country." She picked up the coffee and took a sip.

"You've been drinking coffee more frequently lately. It used to be one cup a day, and now it's two. Shouldn't you cut back a little?" Sean asked as he pinched her cheek.

Abigail looked up at him. "I can't concentrate without it. I'll start overthinking."

Luna's departure had a profound impact on her, and she often had dreams at night that woke her up and made her cry alone in bed.

Sean sighed softly as he looked at her with concern. "Then, drink it. Quit when you're feeling better."

"Okay," Abigail agreed, thinking that if Sean wasn't by her side, she probably wouldn't have been able to endure everything by herself.

In the afternoon, Sean was seated in an empty seat next to Abigail and doing his work when his phone buzzed with a message from Cameron.

'Let's meet. It's urgent!'

computer and turned to look at Abigail, who was focused on handling documents. "I'll be stepping out for

ever asked the other about their

he left, Abigail received a

and he owns a biological laboratory there. I think

definitely involved more than just ordinary

pondered for a

make a trip there anyway. I'll finish off my work in the

whatever happened,

atmosphere inside was unusual as soon as he walked in. When Cameron saw him enter, he got up from his chair with a serious expression before he gestured towards a stranger. The man was dressed in a suit and had a square face, and he gave off an extremely intimidating

walked up to him, his calm and indifferent demeanor diminishing the man's menacing

admire Sean. He really was different,

that you're investigating the flow of black money, so I

the money I spent. The only thing I could do was to keep spending money to protect her life." "Is your daughter Evelyn?" Sean furrowed his brows and asked. Evelyn

who's my relative. He said your friend lost his life because

for Vincent Pearson, who I caught before, the others

been building my influence overseas for three years in order to save my daughter. Do you think you could

I say they are

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