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

are substantial, prompting everyone

fraudulent activities lead to a trade ban, the

"Mr. Graham, what do you

have been affected by Mr. Davidson's fraudulent activities, resulting in ruined families and suicides, which

no need to elaborate further;

past, they collaborated with Jonell due to

with Eswadia was jeopardized due to Davison's actions, it would be

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

I have no knowledge of whom he is

looked at Jonell disapprovingly, paused for a moment, and then smiled. "I can't blindly trust

findings from our Eswadia team. If unfavorable, you risk losing the entire Eswadia market," Sean remarked, finishing his whiskey in one gulp before casually setting the glass down. "It's late; I

"One woman and your own nephew;

secure the port routes. Isn't that feasible?" Jonell remarked calmly.

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 and leave you high and dry? I've done some digging on him, he's been

with Abigail Quinn, he would be in dire straits due to the 30

an ordeal shows he's quite lucky. Don't mess with lucky individuals, it tends to bring bad luck," Jones advised, gently swirling the