Abigail’s Second Life

"It's enough. That's already quite extravagant for a one-person audience," Abigail remarked.

"Since he's helping me, I have to ensure his satisfaction; he's also a client," Sean smiled. "If I serve him well, he will be very useful in the future."

"You have to arrange for the house help properly," Abigail reminded him.

Martin was busy with research, so he definitely wouldn't have time to take care of Andrew.

"Okay." Sean nodded.

Sean's theater for Andrew was completed in three days.

But Andrew was not finished yet.

Martin took him to the new house, and Andrew was stunned by the bright house and sunroom.

Outside the solarium were all plants. As the sunlight shone through them and entered the sunroom, it created a forest-like atmosphere.

Andrew really liked it here. He pushed his wheelchair around in the sunroom, and when he saw a desk and bookshelf on the side, he was even more satisfied.

"Dad, this place is beautiful." Andrew turned his head, his face full of joy. "It's much better than Johnson Hospital Research Institute."

The butler beside him smiled and said, "Mr. Colleen, you can read here, and the kitchen will prepare whatever you want to eat immediately."

"I don't want to eat anything for now. I want to go see the movie theater." Andrew couldn't wait.

this good, the theater

showed him

and then turned to

Sean finished the call, he

really nice. Working from home is really great." Martin felt grateful. "Andrew was right. Working with good people leads to better

of yourselves," Sean said in a calm tone,

should thank Abby; she's the one who brought you back to

nodded. After living abroad for so many years and conducting extensive research on drugs, he had no fame to

first place, would he easily have access to all these things in Eswadia now? Moreover, Andrew

a video on social media, claiming that everything was fine at his uncle's house in New Yoke. He was subtly pointing fingers at Sean and spreading rumors behind his

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the car, Sean listened to Xavien, and his

already anticipated that such a situation might occur and had

caught a

fans realized that someone was trying to harm Graham International and started cursing the companies

and even Graham

returned to the

to ask, "Are

of it." Sean reclined on the couch, with a hint of disdain

"Try this. Fighting with people every day must have killed a lot of brain cells. My mom says it's

showing off?" Josh's face immediately fell. "Am I

some later. Let him finish first, then I'll serve you." Abigail reclined on the couch, observing