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

it to him. "You have a mild

but

sampled a piece and remarked, "Not bad. Simond mentioned you

not sure," Abigail replied, resuming her

if you leave? We're all hooked on

need to arrange for him to marry her

are you referring to? If someone's really marrying her, count me in

frowned and growled,

Sean? He blew through 400 million in cash. Are we supposed to

to keep up with international news more," Stephen remarked calmly. "400 million means

who had initially sought to take advantage not only failed but

the conversation about Sean, which in

knew Sean probably no longer

smirk. "Sean is not to be trifled with. Dad,

discussion. "If you have nothing constructive

Sean still have an interest in her?"

remained silent, eating her meal in solitude with no common ground for

for Simond, he observed Abigail

Quinn, why don't you stay here? It's quite lovely,"

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Simond summoned Abigail to the training

Once you have reached a certain level, I will send you