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.

mistreat her? Do you comprehend the hardships she endured to gain admission to art school and secure a

take it elsewhere!" The abrupt intrusion of the doctor and his booming

Abigail inquired anxiously,

our options become limited," the

incensed, issued a stern ultimatum. "If you fail to provide compensation, I'll station myself outside your company every single day, carrying a photograph of my lifeless daughter!" Abigail would never compromise when it came to trading their daughter's life for money. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early

parents genuinely loved her, negotiations for compensation might have

three parties, Cindy hurried over and witnessed Danielle's parents pulling Abigail. She quickly intervened, pushing them away, and exclaimed, "What on earth do you think you're doing? If you're

action. Hence, creating a barrier

out of the hospital

Abigail to express her remorse. "I'm

soft and forgiving tone, "I don't hold it against

often borne by idols, who find

the heyday of her career,

adoration

fanbase, reaping substantial

nagging concern that such fervent adulation might one day backfire. A fear that,

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

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

nurtured over time, it bloomed to its fullest before beginning

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

before now echoed

Abigail didn't let sadness overwhelm her. Instead, she embraced it

flustered. Yet, upon seeing Abigail's composed demeanor, he found himself easing

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