Abigail’s Second Life

Chapter 56

Prev Chapter
Background

Font family

Font size

Line hieght

Full frame
Yes No

No line breaks
Yes No
Next Chapter

Chapter 56 Did Something Alright And now that's the very reason this woman is mocking me. Abigail smirked. She quietly served the coffee to Joan. Only then did she stop whining. Despite her awkwardness, Abigail managed to get sof her measurements. Joan then languidly walked to the bathroom for a shower.

While she was doing that, Abigail went to a corner and texted Luna. 'How's it going on your end?' Luna texted a reply with three dots before adding, 'Take a guess.' She could bluff her way out of any situation and praise Abigail's designs to high heavens, but it had been years since she made a drawing, and her s outstanding, and that would be a hit to Alana's reputation.

Even through the phone, Abigail could imagine the look on Luna's face. She stood up and tucked the tape away, then she knocked on the door. "Miss Smith needs my help. Once you're done, knock on my doo Taking her measurements is not a top priority; the draft is. I need to get back and deal with the draft first.

Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt

Joan said nothing but didn't stop her. She's givingattitude? When they get stumped on the design, she'll be begging for my help.

Taking her silence as agreement, Abigail left the room and took a deep breath when she was outside. She had decided to seek Sean out and ask for the draft she left behind. First, she had no tto cup with another draft, and two, she was too annoyed to cup with a new design for someone like Joan. That woman was not worth it.

Abigail hung her head low in hesitation, then she texted Sean and asked if he was in his room. Sean didn't answer.

Abigail couldn't stay in the corridor for too long, or the camera might catch her. She went back to her room and leaned on the cabbeside her to change her shoes, and then she felt herself touching something that wasn't wood.

She turned her head and saw the draft she left behind in Sean's room sitting on the cabinet, and she froze. I couldn't even find it last night no matter how much I tried. Did he put it back? Abigail had no idea wh The draft was a little dirty so she patted it, yet she couldn't clean off the mark. She couldn't be bothered with it and quickly went to seek Luna out.

Luna was in her room, calling Kevin. Anger was festering within her, but she held it back. "Mr. Stewart. We just want to take her measurements, and my has been gone for half an hour. If she's not working with us, how should I carry out my job?" th assist Kevin might sound relaxed and nonchalant, but he had a headache as well. He knew that Luna and Abigail were friends, so he put on a smile. "Oh, calm down. We have time. If she won't do it today, there's always tomorrow." Lots of celebrities would start to get arrogant once they had a rich backer, and now that Joan had Sean backing her, she was probably as haughty as hell. She would not work with them unless they satisfied he Frustrated, Luna spun her pen, her temples throbbing. "What did you promisewhen you invited me, Mr. Stewart?" Just the thought of Abigail getting tripped up by a homewrecker filled her with rage.

What the f*ck is Sean doing letting that b*tch give his wife the bird? "Calm down." Kevin wanted to scream. On one hand, he had to deal with Sean's wife, and on the other, he had to deal with Sean's lover. He was stuck between a rock and a hard place. If he tried to lecture Joan, Sean would demand an explanation from him.

Luna hissed, "You think we're pushovers? You rigged the team composition and forced us to team up, and now she's slowing the whole process down. If I'd known this was what you'd do, I would never have joined!" She hung up right after that.

Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm

1987 7 7 7 797 7757877

Uz y WYZYZGBMZWXYZWK Sach The FindNøvelwebsite on Googl to access chapters of early and in the highest quality. That was not what Kevin did, but still, he had no defense for himself.

Abigail had returned to the room and was standing at the doorway. She looked icy, but there was warmth in her eyes.

Luna hid her fury away and put on a smile. "You were quiet. Why didn't you tellyou were back?"

"You don't have to get mad at him for me. He's the client, and this is how Not everything will go jobs go smoothly." Abigail approached her, waving the draft. Noticing the draft, Luna smiled. "How did you get it back?" She wasn't really happy at all. If it were

someone else who bullied Abigail, she wouldn't even get that mad, but that woman just had to be Sean's E mistress of all people. She almost felt like they were tricked to join the show just so Sean's mistress could insult them.

What does he think she is? "Sean put this in my room. Doesn't matter that Joan's not working with us now." Abigail shrugged, looking calm.

Report chapter Comments

Abigail’s Second Life

Notify