Abigail’s Second Life

Amidst his burgeoning business commitments, Sean recognized the necessity for assistance. However, when he sought Xavien's support, it was met with a courteous refusal, Xavien proposing a more hands- off approach instead.

"We have ample resources. Simply sell it directly. The real concern lies in the future when you have children. You'll find little time to manage work matters. Unless you're willing to delegate, neglecting them may lead to dire consequences," Old Mr. Graham's tone carried weight, underlining the modern challenges of parenthood.

Sean nodded, conceding that he might have disregarded such advice in the past but now found himself in agreement. "You know what's needed. I won't elaborate further," Old Mr. Graham concluded before returning to his tablet.

Subsequently, Sean reached out to Kevin and various contacts in Capitalis. As night fell, Abigail, Sean, and Kevin boarded a plane back to the city. Wrapped in each other's embrace, they watched the night sky, prompting Sean to inquire, "Grandfather asked whether the wedding should be in Pendorf or Capitalis."

Abigail paused, considering, "Let's opt for Pendorf. Grandfather and Grandmother face difficulties with air travel due to their age. We're young and can manage a bit of inconvenience."

"I had a feeling you'd say that," Sean remarked with a smile. Observing the couple, Kevin couldn't resist a comment, "You two are inseparable, even boarding the same flight as me."

"If it bothers you, find someone else to accompany you," Sean replied casually. Abigail nestled closer to Sean, asking, "How's our young designer from my company faring?"

"Are you teasing me?" Kevin quipped in response, lightening the mood.

"Irene didn't see eye to eye with him," Sean remarked bluntly.

Kevin's expression darkened instantly. "Are you both teaming up against me?"

"No, we're just stating the facts. Irene has been swamped lately, focusing on her own projects, right?" Abigail provided Irene with numerous opportunities. Recently, she had taken on costume design for the drama group, which demanded her full attention. Irene, as always, sought guidance from professors, conducted on-site research, and delved into various books.

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