Abigail’s Second Life

Abigail let out a sigh of regret. I shouldn't have posted that Instagram update.

"Could Fairy Meadow have coped with the decline in sales if I hadn't updated my Instagram?" she asked helplessly.

Garrett was rather straightforward. "Indeed, since fans would assume you were busy. But now that you have drafted that killer whale hat design, that's just telling your fans that you're free. They will question why you can't take some time to work on your designs."

Upon hearing that, Abigail scratched her head.

Is it too late to delete my Instagram post and claim it got hacked now?

"I'll find the time to sketch one." Abigail gave in, knowing well that her fans were the ones who paid her bills.

"I am touched, indeed. The missing person has finally found her way back to her Instagram and is treating her fans with remarkable designs." Garrett feigned emotion.

"Fine, fine. I need to get back to work. I won't chat with you anymore." Abigail felt that he would demand further if the conversation continued.

"Okay." Garrett's mission was accomplished.

Given Abigail's situation, he was grateful enough to have obtained a design sketched by her.

Abigail hung up the phone. Her head ached a little as she tried to decide what design to offer her fans.

At night, Jonell's car drove down Arch Street. Before long, the bodyguard, who sat beside him, suddenly exclaimed, "Someone is tailing us!"

Upon hearing that, Jonell frowned and turned to look behind. "How many cars?"

"They've got us surrounded!" the driver said in panic.

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up!" Jonell

the driver abruptly hit the

bolted like it had

of cars showcased a high-speed chase on

was hit multiple times and nearly

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his best, he couldn't avoid

loud crash, resulting in a dent.

his car. Since Jonell's bodyguard shielded him when the accident happened, he escaped major

senses.

onto the car door,

one of the cars. Her silhouette elongated by

figure, Jonell gritted his teeth in anger. As expected,

to have sensed Jonell's gaze, she slowly drew a handgun from her waist and aimed it at

Jonell instinctively ducked.

profusely, he first heard a gunshot

firing of gunshots outside, which made him wonder if his reinforcements had arrived. After a while,

car for a long time. He only cautiously raised his head when he heard a knock on the window. "Hello? Are there any survivors?" An

was injured and couldn't stay in the car much longer, he eventually responded after pondering momentarily. "Yes..." He vigilantly

tall man with blonde hair and blue eyes,

the window further and flashed the man a friendly expression, requesting, "Sir, I have just encountered a group of assailants. My bodyguard and driver are both injured and unconscious. My car is damaged as well. Could you please take us to

with blonde hair and blue eyes was incredibly handsome. He exuded an aura of nobility, which made him resemble an upper-class