Abigail’s Second Life

Simond noticed Abigail's sour mood and reassured her, "Don't worry about him. I'm always around."

Abigail shot him a look of disdain. "Simond, when can I leave? Sage can already walk and talk. It's unethical to keep us here."

"She still can't recall where she stashed the items, so you guys need to look after her for a bit. Starting today, you'll be learning some self-defense techniques and firearm handling with me," Simond stated before leaving.

Abigail had no interest in learning at all.

"I want to go back!" Abigail insisted.

"Just a little longer," Simond replied before leaving.

Now that all the children of the Simpson Family had returned, they dined together in a separate dining area.

Seated at the lengthy table were the three Simpson Family members, Abigail, Martin, and his son, with Stephen at the head.

Stephen Simpson was the current head of the Simpson Family.

The other was Spencer Simpson.

Spencer, known for his short fuse, grew displeased when his favorite food wasn't within reach. "Hey, lady, don't you know I love salt-baked prawns? Why is it so far away?"

Abigail held her tongue. As she was about to rise, Simond picked up the plate in front of him and handed it to Spencer. "If you like it, just say so. She's busy all day. How would she remember your preferences?"

"You pin after this girl every day. Are you really planning to marry her?" Spencer inquired as he savored the salt-baked prawns.

Simond chose not to respond.

I've never tried it

it to him. "You have a mild shellfish allergy, so a taste

but

piece and remarked, "Not bad. Simond mentioned you

agreed. I'm not sure," Abigail replied,

stood up and demanded, "You're leaving? What will we do if you leave? We're all hooked on your cooking, so aren't you responsible?!" "You don't have to

to Stephen. "Dad, you need to arrange for him to marry

to? If someone's

and growled, "Don't meddle with

cash. Are we supposed to be

news more," Stephen remarked calmly. "400 million means

had initially sought to take advantage not

couldn't help but eavesdrop on the conversation about Sean, which in turn intensified

she knew Sean probably no longer desired

Dad, if he disrupts our plans, won't he be out of

Stephen said sternly, not wanting to entertain further discussion. "If you have

an interest in

in solitude with no

for Simond, he observed Abigail

you stay here? It's quite lovely," Stephen offered Abigail with a

I will recommend a chef to come here, provided that you cover the chef's salary." Stephen nodded, not voicing

summoned Abigail to the training

Once you have reached a certain level, I will send you out," Simond stated, handing her