Abigail’s Second Life

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Abigail switched to another account and checked out her profile, only to find out she's a huge fan of L.Moon.

After skimming through her bio, she quickly exited.

It turned out she had some serious backup!

Callen didn't reply to her comment.

But within just thirty minutes, Cindy tagged Callen again on Instagram.

"Hey @SlowMelody, quit f*cking bombarding me with messages and calls. Who do you think you are? Want to grab tea? You were so confident about suing me, so go ahead, I'm waiting for you." Netizens were all watching the drama unfold.

Abigail couldn't help but sigh. Having some serious backup definitely gives you an edge.

She closed Instagram and got back to work.

At noon, Garrett rushed in and whispered, "Cin wants to make an appointment with you for lunch." Abigail was taken aback but agreed, "Sure, I'll head downstairs first. Let Selena know to tidy up the table." Downstairs, she spotted a well-dressed girl in the reception area. She approached her and asked, "Cin?" "Oh, don't use that online nickname. My real name is Cindy York. Just call me Cin," Cindy replied warmly. "Thank you, Cin," Abigail said gratefully.

"Yeah, Callen is really pushing it, but let's save the talk for later. Come on, let's head to the restaurant," Cindy suggested and linked her arm with Abigail's.

As they walked, Abigail noticed Cindy's arm trembling slightly. She turned to her and asked, "Are you alright? Feeling unwell?"

"Oh... no... I'm fine!" Cindy assured her quickly.

Abigail cleared her throat and asked concernedly, "You seem to be shaking."

Cindy abruptly let go of her arm and nervously glanced around. "It's just that it's my first time meeting my idol, so I'm feeling a bit nervous!"

couldn't help but chuckle. "You're keeping it

were on the verge of giving out beneath

her idol today, so she couldn't afford to make a fool of herself in front of

Cindy's legs finally betrayed her,

she teetered on the brink of falling, only to be caught around the waist at

back

herself leaning into Abigail's embrace, her gaze fixed on her face and her cheeks ablaze with embarrassment as if

oxygen, and her legs were

her idol, Abigail, had dealt

Abigail's concern was palpable as she noticed Cindy leaning heavily

shut and her voice trembled as she replied, "I'm... I'm okay. I just feel a bit lightheaded

moment, she felt happier than 99% of

her up and carried her like she was a

widened in surprise. "Wow,

Where's the car? You lead the way, and I'll carry you there," Abigail said as she handled the situation

over there. Not too far," Cindy responded, her cheeks flushed as she covered them

couldn't believe she, a mere fan, was being carried

Cindy's joy skyrocketed from 99% to 200%! She was the happiest fan in the world! Abigail carried her to the car while the nearby bodyguard respectfully

Cindy settled into the car seat, she couldn't shake the feeling of pure bliss that still

driver couldn't help but crack a smile as he watched

once again called upon by Mary to visit their restaurant. She figured it was the go-to spot for anyone with a bit of clout in Capitatis.

sophistication.

Abigail's eyes landed not just on an unfamiliar middle-aged man but also on

approached the

pulled out

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her. "Ms: Quinn, I genuinely had no clue about the mess Callen stirred up in the entertainment scene. She was influenced by her friends. No malice