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.

she poured her thoughts

and blinked up at him. "What

He teased with a grin. Irene's discomfort prickled beneath her skin,

she wasn't the most popular person in

comment elicited subtle exchanges of glances among a few

need?" Irene's voice remained

for a chat?" He

diary in 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

the design department shared a knowing chuckle

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orders flooding in from the entertainment industry, why is it that only your designs seem to encounter issues?

specialized in designs for young entertainers, chimed in with a sarcastic jab as he leaned back in his chair, it's true. Sneaking in through the back door only serves to highlight

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,

Irene

a sigh of relief and felt a fleeting

time, she prided herself

diligently she worked, 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 matter how many books she flipped through and how much history she studied day and night,

to bear,

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

she felt like a pawn on a chessboard,

first, Irene?" Kevin's voice