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.

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butler immediately showed him

the house and then turned to Sean, who was

call, he

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

some important matters to attend to, so you guys take care of yourselves," Sean said in a calm tone, ready to leave. Martin walked him

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had already anticipated that such a situation might occur

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

from the kitchen and served him a bowl of soup made by Scarlett. "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 smile. "Thanks, honey. Fighting too much

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then I'll serve you." Abigail