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.

Who granted you the authority to mistreat her? Do you comprehend the hardships she endured to gain admission to art school and secure a position in a reputable company?!" Stephen's

commotion? If you wish to quarrel, take it elsewhere!" The abrupt intrusion of the doctor and his booming voice momentarily silenced Danielle's

Abigail inquired anxiously, her gaze fixed

a dire situation. She remains in a state of shock, and unless she regains consciousness within the next 48 hours, our options become limited," the doctor replied

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

her, negotiations for compensation might have

the midst of the struggle between the 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 after money, you'll have to wait

promptly sprang into action. Hence, creating a barrier between Abigail

then led out of the

by guilt, 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

in a soft and forgiving tone, "I

responsibility often borne by idols, who

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the adoration of

fanbase, reaping substantial

surface was a nagging concern that such fervent adulation might one day backfire. A fear that, unfortunately, materialized

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

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

a delicate flower nurtured over time, it bloomed to its fullest before

a moment, Abigail let out a soft, contemplative sigh, her head bowed in reflection. Little did she realize Flower Meadow's fortunes had gradually shifted onto the shoulders of L.Moon. Danielle's struggle was brief as the hospital swiftly issued a death certificate mere hours

praises of before now echoed with

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

seeing Abigail's composed demeanor, he found himself easing into

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