Abigail’s Second Life

They really think L.Moon is easy to bully, huh? she mused.

When it came to dealing with the drama crew, she had plenty of tricks up her sleeve to make them regret it!

Even if Sean couldn't lend a hand, could she really not handle those jokers in the business world?

With "Red Beauty" facing widespread fan boycotts, Kevin's company pulled out its investment too. Abigail's moves inadvertently gave him the perfect excuse to make a smooth exit.

As soon as she set down her phone, Kevin barged in without knocking.

"You really should start knocking." Abigail frowned.

"Where's Irene?" Kevin asked as he loosened his tie with a sheen of sweat on his forehead.

Abigail shot him an incredulous look. "She's obviously at her own desk. Do you think she works in my office?"

Kevin turned to leave.

"I'm talking to you," Abigail couldn't help but interject. "Are you seriously considering getting involved with her? Irene is my employee. If anything happens because of your relationship, it won't end well for you."

"Abigail, love is something you shouldn't meddle with," he chuckled before quickly making his exit.

Abigail sighed helplessly.

He was right. They were all grown-ups now, each responsible for their own lives and decisions.

hand as she poured her thoughts into her diary when Kevin's unexpected presence caused her

immediately concealed her diary and blinked up at him. "What brings

at this age?" He teased with a grin.

no secret that she wasn't the most popular person in the

exchanges of glances among a

you need?" Irene's voice remained composed, masking any hint of

step outside for a

her bag and turned her attention to the drawing software on her computer. "I'm still busy with work. How about during lunchtime?" Kevin glanced at his wristwatch and realized that lunchtime was fast approaching. With a nod, he uttered, "Alright," before making his way out of

design department shared a knowing

at her desk, feeling uneasy. Her hand trembled slightly as she gripped the mouse. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Findɴovel.ɴet website

the silence with a sneer. "With all the orders flooding in from the entertainment industry, why is it that only your designs seem to

his chair, it's true. Sneaking in through the back door only serves to highlight your lack of genuine talent. If I were in your shoes,

someone covering for you. No matter how incompetent you may be, you somehow manage to find a place among us." Irene's face drained of color as she slowly released her grip on the mouse, her gaze fixed blankly on the computer screen. In the presence of these design geniuses, she felt as insignificant as a

at noon, Irene

she breathed a sigh of relief and felt

upon a time, she prided herself on

up to the talent of the company's designers. Even when Abigail

her like a burden too heavy to

success of "Red Beauty" drama to garner recognition

in the crossfire of corporate clashes, she felt like a pawn

Irene?" Kevin's voice shattered