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.

sat quietly with a pen in her hand as she poured her thoughts into her diary when Kevin's unexpected

diary and blinked up at him. "What

in on you. Are you still writing diaries at this age?" He teased with a

secret that she wasn't the most popular person in

elicited subtle exchanges of glances among

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

to step outside for a chat?"

still busy with work. How about during

shared a knowing chuckle as soon as he

she gripped the mouse. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the

known for her designs for Fairy Meadow, was the first to break the silence with a sneer. "With all the orders flooding in from the entertainment industry, why is it that only

a sarcastic jab as he leaned back in his chair, it's true. Sneaking in through the back door only serves to highlight your lack

always convenient to have 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 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 realization which left her feeling utterly powerless and trapped. Talent, she mused, it just divides people

noon, Irene emerged

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

upon a time, she

when Abigail extended opportunities her way, they always seemed to slip through her grasp. No matter how many books she flipped through and how much history she studied day and night, she couldn't

burden too heavy to bear,

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

she felt like

first, Irene?" Kevin's voice shattered the