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.

her hand as she poured her thoughts into her

immediately concealed her diary and blinked up

age?" He teased with

wasn't the most popular person in the

subtle exchanges of glances

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

step outside for a chat?" He

the drawing software on her computer. "I'm still busy with work. How about during lunchtime?" Kevin glanced at

the design department shared a knowing chuckle

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with a sneer. "With all the orders flooding in from the entertainment industry, why is it that only your designs seem to encounter issues? Just because Miss Quinn is embroiled in

back in 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, I wouldn't even have the nerve to remain at L.Moon, let alone consider what kind of

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 speck of dust. Deep down, she grappled with the harsh reality that she couldn't measure up to those blessed with natural talent. It was a daunting

at noon, Irene emerged from the

out of the office, she breathed a sigh of relief and felt a

a time, she prided

she couldn't measure up to the talent of the company's designers. Even when Abigail extended opportunities her way, they always seemed to slip through her grasp. No

to bear, squeezing the air from her lungs

her hopes on the success of "Red Beauty" drama to garner recognition from

the crossfire of corporate clashes, she felt like a pawn on a chessboard, unable to

Irene?" Kevin's voice