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!"

but chuckle. "You're

really... Let's just go!" Cindy's legs were on the verge of

to confront her idol today, so she couldn't afford to make a fool of herself in front of him now. "Alright." Abigail trailed

the steps, Cindy's legs finally betrayed her,

the brink of falling, only to be caught around

back just in

gaze fixed on her face and her cheeks ablaze with

starved of oxygen, and

idol, Abigail, had dealt her a knockout blow with her

alright?" Abigail's concern was palpable as she noticed

squeezed her eyes shut and her voice trembled as she replied, "I'm... I'm okay. I just feel a bit lightheaded from low blood sugar. I

she felt happier than 99%

scooped her up and carried her like she was a

in surprise. "Wow,

hitting the gym a bit. Where's the car? You lead the way, and I'll

Not too far," Cindy responded, her cheeks

a mere fan, was being carried like a

Cindy's joy skyrocketed from 99% to 200%! She was the happiest fan in the world! Abigail carried

the car seat, she couldn't shake the feeling of pure bliss that

driver couldn't help but crack a smile as

was the go-to spot for anyone with a bit of clout in Capitatis. It had decent prices and yet still

sophistication.

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

approached the table,

stood and pulled out

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stirred