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 before," Stephen

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

but after taking Martin's medication, it

remarked, "Not bad. Simond mentioned you

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

if

need to

furrowed his brows. "Who are you referring to? If someone's really

nonsense is this?" Stephen frowned and growled, "Don't meddle with Sean

in cash. Are we supposed

more," Stephen remarked calmly. "400 million

who had initially sought to take advantage not only

on the conversation about Sean, which in turn

Sean probably

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

to entertain further discussion. "If you have nothing constructive to

Sean still have an interest in

her meal in solitude

he observed Abigail in

here? It's quite lovely,"

declined the offer. "Thank you for the invitation. When I return to my country, I will recommend a chef to come here, provided that you cover the chef's salary." Stephen nodded, not voicing

lunch, Simond summoned Abigail to the

every day. Once you have reached a certain level, I will send you out," Simond