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.

the sunroom was this good, the theater

immediately showed him the

around the house and then turned to Sean, who was on the

finished the call,

really great." Martin felt grateful. "Andrew was right. Working with good

have boundaries, too; just remember that. I have some important matters to attend to, so you guys take care of

she's the one who brought you back

living abroad for so many years and conducting extensive research on drugs, he

in the first place, would he easily have access to all these things in Eswadia now? Moreover, Andrew wouldn't

fine at his uncle's house in New Yoke. He was

attacking Graham International, demanding justice. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt

Sean listened to Xavien, and his

a situation might

than half an hour, Graham International caught a group of

was trying to harm Graham International and

was buzzing, and even Graham International's stock market rose

returned to

"Are you

to smear me, so I took advantage of it." Sean reclined

"Try this. Fighting with people every day must have killed a lot of brain cells. My mom says it's good for the brain." Sean took the bowl with a

you stop 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 Sean's profile while responding