Abigail’s Second Life

Garrett fell silent.

Abigail was in no hurry as she slowly read the document, waiting for him to respond.

After pondering for a long time, Garrett couldn't help but ask her, "What exactly is the matter with you?"

"I'll tell you when you come to work." Abigail smiled.

"Fine. I'm honestly intimidated by you," Garrett complied helplessly. Since she was willing to give up the shares, that could only indicate that she was in desperate need of a talent to manage the company. "Mr. Olsen, I'd say you're pretty capable. Why did you let someone like Charlie Lambert kick you out?"

Garrett sneered, "Let me make it clear. I left on my own. Less than a month after you left, the company fell into a power struggle. Do you know who Charlie Lambert is? He's the nephew of Mr. Lambert, one of our shareholders. I have no strong family support, so why would I compete with him?"

"Why didn't you seek help from my brother, then?" Abigail frowned. It turned out that there was another shareholder playing tricks behind the scenes. No wonder it seemed as if L. Moon had become Charlie and his girlfriend's property.

"I'm not close to your brother, alright? Looking for someone to back me up will only make me look useless," Garrett sneered.

Without pressing any further, Abigail uttered nonchalantly, "See you at Venus Hotel tonight."

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Abigail chuckled lightly and hung up the phone without another word.

That night, at the entrance of Venus Hotel, Abigail had just gotten out of the car and was immediately surrounded by numerous cameras.

Timothy was waiting at the door with a group of people. When he saw her getting out of the car, he hurried over to Abigail.

exclaimed with a bitter expression on his face. "Come on, let's go inside. There are too many people out here." Abigail certainly didn't want

Timothy quickly agreed.

long after entering the hotel,

a

up to Abigail and squinted

her for a year, he realized that she had transformed into a different person. There was

she looked like a woman who

Abigail smiled. Perhaps

Garrett to Timothy. Timothy immediately nodded

hands touched briefly

to Timothy. "I apologize on behalf of

Timothy sounded quite anxious. "If we don't have a timeline, the investors will come

done. If you trust me, we can design and produce them at the same time. Once we're done with one

were supposed to be produced in advance, but now, they

batch, they couldn't guarantee that the clothes would be of the best

aren't you reassured now that Miss Quinn is here?" Garrett

for a moment,

make things right, Abigail clinked her glass continuously and drank glass after glass of

finally exited the banquet hall, she stumbled toward the restroom. Having consumed too much alcohol, she

and the rest of her words caught in

Quinn, why did you drink so much upon returning? With so

on all the men in the banquet