Abigail’s Second Life

Sean placed the wine glass in his hand on the bar next to him, his eyes cold and stern. "With Mr. Jones as a witness today, I'll be straightforward. Hand over Luna and Eric, and we'll split the money I receive

among the three of us. What do you think?"

Jones, upon hearing that Sean had 300 billion in cash on hand, couldn't help but be tempted.

Sean's position in Eswadia was quite high, to say the least.

Jonell noticed Jones' keen interest and immediately interjected. "He's very cunning, you don't understand. He's adept at deceiving people. Don't trust him!"

Jones smiled kindly. "Mr. Davison, cunning people excel in business. I have a shipment of goods that need to be transported from one port to another. Can you handle that task? If you can, I won't need to work with him."

Sean's established routes still held value, as everyone appreciates customers who can pay.

Jonell truly admired Sean. Wherever he invested money, success followed. It was evident that someone of his caliber would succeed.

"Mr. Davison, I only need the person. If you release the person, I will return the money," Sean said with a smirk.

"I'm not familiar with this Luna you mentioned," Jonell replied with a forced smile.

there won't be any issues. However, if not,

Eswadia's trade agreements are substantial, prompting everyone to seek

a trade ban, the losses would be

Graham, what do

activities, resulting in ruined families and suicides, which has attracted

need to elaborate further; Jones understood the

the past, they collaborated with Jonell due to his established trade

to Davison's

know, once the authorities intervene, things will get complicated. We're in this for profit, there's no need to sever

no knowledge of whom he

prominent figure in the New Yoke business community, Jones had no desire to antagonize Eswadia. He looked at Jonell disapprovingly, paused for a moment, and

risk losing the entire Eswadia market," Sean remarked, finishing his whiskey in one gulp before casually setting the glass

"One woman and your own nephew; is it worth

it, I can secure the port routes. Isn't that feasible?" Jonell remarked

a hint of amusement in his expression. "Mr. Davidson, the entire Ansela Chamber of Commerce has been organizing this for six months. I don't want you to offend him because of your actions. Besides, do you think he looks like the type to steal from you

been preparing for six months. He had assumed that after his breakup with Abigail Quinn, he would be in dire straits due to the

know how chaotic things can get in the Golden Triangle. The fact that he survived such an ordeal shows he's quite lucky. Don't mess with lucky individuals, it tends to bring bad luck," Jones advised, gently swirling