Abigail’s Second Life

Simond sat on the edge of the bed and looked at her intently. "What's the matter?"

"We don't need to take a ship to return, Simond," Abigail murmured as her hand slowly reached for the syringe concealed at her waist.

It was a tranquilizer given to her by Martin.

"Return to where?" His smile turned sinister as if taunting his prey.

Abigail's face slowly paled. Xavien's words didn't imply that Simond might be in trouble but rather that he might have ulterior motives.

"Why, Simond?" She gripped the syringe tightly.

"Because I'm a bored mercenary and a pirate at that," he replied and laughed loudly. His amusement seemed to stem from the novelty of the situation. "You're quite clever to cooperate with me so well. That's rare in a woman."

Abigail set the syringe down, and her gaze dropped. "And what about Larry?"

Seeing that she complied immediately, Simond was a bit surprised. "Are you not resisting?" he questioned.

"Should I resist against your entire crew?" Abigail smirked self-deprecatingly. "You asked me to trust you and claimed you were trustworthy. It's my foolishness for believing in you, so I have nothing more to say."

Simond lifted her chin. The smirk on his lips gradually faded as his expression turned unusually cold. "Indeed, but women are always naive, especially when they're facing a handsome guy like me, aren't they? She stared at him coldly. "You're not as handsome as Sean, that's for sure."

and his mood lifted once more. "This journey has been rather enjoyable. From Eswadia to Perou, this feels like a play, and I've been fully immersed. It makes me very

pants, and her

Larry's origin and Luna's life

always cruel,

shrugged indifferently and said, "I

if Luna is

enough. And this old fella isn't half bad with the ladies, either." Abigail wished she could slap him across the face. But over the years, she had encountered too many despicable people, such as Vincent Pearson, the people behind the Davidson Family, and now Simond. Each one made her utterly

paid no heed to that.

me Larry," she spoke in

said. Then, he called out, "Bring

down her face uncontrollably. She hugged him tightly, and after a

accepted the deceit, she felt deeply hurt inside. Previously, she truly believed

tears and answered, "Some people get bored and want to do something exciting. I'm sorry for lying to you,

mouth and warned her irritably, "Let me tell you, if he cries, I will make him die immediately!" "Kids cry! It's normal! You were a child once, too. If he dies, I'll follow

arguing, Larry waved his hands

Simond uncovered his mouth.

clothes and

he

Larry's. "Mommy is here. There are no sparrows to see