Abigail’s Second Life

Jonell's journey into the cutthroat world of business began in his teens, which swiftly propelled him to fame in his twenties. Despite his father's directive for him to head to Ansela, Jonell carved his own path and built an empire with his acumen.

What is Sean treating me as to give such a threat? Does he think I'm a greenhorn?

"In Eswadia, there's a saying where the protege would surpass the master. Gotta admit, though. Sean has a much better acumen," Jones quipped before departing.

Businessmen prioritized profit, and Jonell's actions disrupted the interests of the entire business association, which caused them not to support him.

Jonell's vision clouded. The betrayal stung.

Upon his return to the hotel, Sean had a shower and found solace in the embrace of Abigail, who was half-asleep.

Abigail, roused from slumber due to his presence, woke up. "You're back late."

He hadn't returned for several days.

"Business calls," Sean murmured, planting a kiss on her brow. "Missed me?"

"More than words can describe," Abigail confessed, melding into his warmth.

Sean shivered slightly as he pulled her closer. "Do you want me?"

"Of course I want you," Abigail responded as she kissed him back.

Sean made a soft sound as he embraced her. "We have things to do tomorrow."

murmured as she focused on kissing

with Abigail, then lay

carried the exhausted Abigail to the

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wrapped her arms around his neck. "Did

replied, knowing he would enjoy anything she

to say more,

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Abigail found Sean engaged in a phone conversation and a spread of food awaiting her. Despite her disdain for cold fare, her hunger prevailed. Once he was done with his tele-conversation, he embraced her from behind and gave her a

an Eswadian food hall," Sean said as

and drank the milk. She then turned to kiss Sean's lips. "I'm going to change my clothes." "Okay." Sean

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you want some pastry?" Sean asked

Abigail had strong opinions about pastries. She preferred the homemade version over any

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had their fill, Abigail asked Sean, "Any

proposed to Jonell. The ball is in his