Abigail’s Second Life

"Thank you for your love, darling," Abigail's voice dripped with affection as she expressed her gratitude.

Sean chuckled warmly. "There's no one else I'd rather show kindness to than my darling."

After bidding goodbye on the phone, Abigail decided to pay a visit to the hospital.

Outside the intensive care unit, an elderly couple were engaged in a whispered conversation.

As Abigail approached, she couldn't help but overhear snippets of their discussion.

"Have you confirmed if it was her employer who caused this? If so, I'll go have a word with her this afternoon. We'll demand 300 thousand, and then we'll finally have enough for Damon's down payment," the woman murmured urgently.

"I've done some research. It's all over the internet," the middle-aged man stated grimly, his voice low but firm. "But 300 thousand won't even scratch the surface. That woman is practically rolling in money, constantly in the spotlight, and she's running not just one but two companies!"

After a moment of contemplation, he continued with a steely resolve, "We need to set our sights much higher. Let's aim for at least 600 thousand."

"Agreed, 600 thousand it is!" the woman affirmed, her determination evident.

The conversation between the duo left Abigail feeling uneasy, and she felt a knot forming in her stomach.

It was often said that children inherited more than just physical traits from their parents. With the kind of influence and upbringing provided by parents like these, it was hardly surprising that Danielle's path in life mirrored theirs so closely.

Abigail approached the couple cautiously. "600 thousand?" she interjected softly.

Startled, the couple turned to face her, their expressions shifting from cautious to hostile in an instant.

"You're her employer, aren't you? My daughter's life is in shambles because of you, and yet you have the nerve to come to the hospital?!" Bella seized Abigail's arm. She tightened her grip and shouted at the top of her lungs.

you comprehend the hardships she endured to gain admission to art school and secure a position in

The abrupt intrusion of the

anxiously, her

consciousness within the next 48 hours, our options become limited," the doctor replied calmly before turning to depart. "You're accountable for my daughter's plight!" Bella's words dripped with menace, her voice lowered but no

Abigail would never compromise when it came to trading their daughter's

her, negotiations for compensation

Abigail. She quickly intervened, pushing them away, and exclaimed, "What on earth do you think you're doing? If you're after money, you'll have to

Hence, creating

then led out of

Cindy's eyes welled up with tears as she turned to Abigail to express her remorse. "I'm truly sorry. I never should have delved into her past.

empathy by responding in a soft and forgiving tone, "I don't hold

yet another example of the burdensome responsibility often borne by idols, who find themselves footing the bill for the actions

heyday of

adoration of a

fanbase, reaping substantial

beneath the surface was a nagging concern that such fervent adulation might

the company headquarters, but instead of immediately entering, she paused at the entrance and cast her

was today, accommodating thousands of people. At its peak, it brought in millions of sales overnight for

over time, it bloomed to its fullest before beginning its

she realize Flower Meadow's fortunes had gradually shifted onto the shoulders of L.Moon. Danielle's struggle was

echoed with equal measures of

sadness overwhelm her. Instead, she embraced it with

rushed into the office, looking clearly flustered. Yet, upon seeing Abigail's composed

peace with it," he remarked as he settled onto a chair by the coffee table. Hence, abandoning his