Abigail’s Second Life

Kevin's fury erupted as he violently kicked the chair adjacent to the coffee table.

Josh attempted to soothe him, reminding him, "The chair is blameless..."

Sean interjected, "The hotel's surveillance footage was inactive that day, leaving us devoid of any proof regarding Leon's father's involvement."

Confronting Zeke without evidence seemed like an insurmountable task.

Even Leon found himself powerless against Zeke's tactics.

Zeke's ruthlessness knew no bounds; he was capable of binding his own son even under the threat of death.

Frustration evident, Kevin adjusted his tie hastily, declaring, "I won't be dissuaded. I'm confronting Zeke!"

Persisting down this course would only invite graver repercussions.

"What's your strategy?" Abigail inquired solemnly.

Zeke's actions had crossed all bounds of decency, pulling down someone who had fought hard to rise again.

Sean asserted, "I've addressed it. Delaying further would only spell trouble."

Gratitude flickered in Kevin's glance towards Sean, though he quickly succumbed to self-reproach, murmuring, "Had I intervened during Leon's relationship with Irene, perhaps this tragedy could have been averted."

Sean's response was unyielding. "What's done is done. Self-blame achieves naught."

Abigail, too, grappled with guilt as she reflected on her failure to remain vigilant when Leon's mom approached her and Luna.

relayed the news of

the outcome, the responsibility won't fall on your shoulders," Kevin

be towering, his

disinclined to involve himself

"Your response seems

your take, then I'll

resignedly. "Fine. If I require

that rather excessive..." Abigail was

nudged

bestowed upon him, and now it rested upon his shoulders to harness

Abigail couldn't help but cough. She

wouldn't it be feasible? Its efficacy hinges entirely on Kevin's actions." Sean draped his arm around her shoulder as they

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heavily on Irene's participation. I'm merely providing Kevin with an opportunity; the outcome rests on his ability to capitalize on it." Abigail turned to him, a query glinting in her gaze. "Admit it. You harbor aspirations for Irene to

ideal if Kevin's family harbored no prejudice." Sean

so, she would be

not to delve further into the matter. Her sole desire was for Irene's welfare,

bound and shrouded in

Kevin, Zeke sneered, "Well, it

was predominantly perceived as a diligent laborer.

physically present, Zeke might have

certain international

Kevin's lips curved

down on Zeke's face, his usual expressive demeanor replaced by