Abigail’s Second Life

The topic of studying history quickly faded from Andrew's mind as he becengrossed in the television.

After spending a few days at Martin's house, Simond established a connection with the design competition

organizers. The competition schedule was changed, and the process was extended to nearly a year. Late at

night, while preparing a midnight snack, Abigail called Sean.

"Yes, the competition schedule has changed. It looks like I'll have to stay here for at least ten months," she

apologized to him. "I didn't expect this, but I've already signed the contract. If | back out, there will be a hefty

penalty, and besides, | really want to win the prize."

Of course, winning the prize was already guaranteed.

However, the competition that she participated in was not very significant. With her abilities, participating in

such a competition was simply adding prestige to her name.

Winning a prize was an effortless task for her.

And because of the guaranteed award, she felt guilty. She had also invested a lot of money in the competition

and more than tripled the original prize pool. Anyone who participated in the competition and received an

outstanding award would receive a considerable amount of money. S~earch the Findwebsite on Goggle

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"Ten months... That's too long," he said reluctantly.

"Yeah." She agreed and felt guilty about lying. If she could still go back and see him from tto time, it

wouldn't be a big deal. However, the main problem was that there was no possibility of going back at all.

"In that case, I'll cover when | have tto see you." Sean didn't want to sound like he was blaming her.

She had her own pursuits, and he would support her, even though he had doubts about the situation.

"Okay." Abigail reluctantly agreed. She planned to figure out a way to stop him when he decided to visit.

After ending the call with Abigail, Sean immediately called Kevin.

Kevin answered promptly.

"Do you know anything about her going to Perou for a design competition?" Sean asked. He felt that Kevin, as his

friend, would tell him if there were any issues on Abigail's end.

Kevin hesitated for a moment and replied, "I don't know much about it. You know I'm not interested in those

competitions."

"So, she really is participating in the competition, right? Kevin, you're not lying to me, are you?" Sean's voice

carried a hint of coldness.

"Sean, why would | lie to you? What's the point?" Kevin's voice rose. He was perspiring from his guilt.

Thankfully, he had checked out Johnson Hospital's research lab and made sure it was safe enough to keep Abigail

out of harm's way.

Otherwise, if he continued to deceive Sean like this, they could forget about being best friends anymore.

Sean hung up the phone.

He put his phone down and asked Xavien beside him, "How did the investigation into the website's finances go?"

"| found sissues." Xavien immediately approached him. "I checked all the websites of this kind and

discovered that many have closed down in the past two years. Their financial records were mostly negative, too.

They were losing money every year, except for the one Abigail signed with. Suddenly, their finances went

downhill, and they also had losses last year."

Sean nodded. "Lettake a look at the information."

Xavien immediately handed him the folder.

One of the websites was owned by a second-generation rich person, but it closed down due to consecutive

losses.

It indicated that running such websites was not profitable anymore.

So, what was the motive behind the intecelebrities lavishly spending money on these websites?

"I inquired with the relevant departments about the procedures for fraud," Xavien spoke slowly. "They said

there's a method of money laundering that goes unnoticed. Speople in Eswadia browse certain websites

and end up getting scammed. In such cases, their cards might not be usable anymore because they've fallen

into the hands of criminals."

"I'm aware of that. Once their accounts are in the hands of criminals, they becunusable," Sean replied.

After finishing, he paused abruptly and looked at Xavien. "While | was watching Abby's video earlier and leaving

her with a trip, | saw a comment. | didn't pay much attention to it, though." "What was it?" Xavien asked

immediately.

"There was a very ordinary comment asking why a person would be willing to give such a large sum of money as

a tip to someone they only know online. Do you think it's something that someone who earns money would do?"

Sean asked Xavien.

"Aren't there many men who spend a lot of money just to be with those female streamers?" Xavien felt this

situation was quite common.

"Forget about people likewho know Abby personally and those who are solely attracted to her physically.

What about the rest of those big spenders? Do you think it's normal?" Sean questioned.

As online fans, will they really give 150 thousand or even 2.8 million for no reason other than liking a streamer?

Xavien looked at him and thought.

Sean's expression turned cold. "What I'm saying is, if this account is being used for shady dealings, and the

fraudsters are posing as... the owners of the website. And what if the website has made agreements with these

impostors? Turning dirty money into clean cash always comes with risks, but the website might only be seeing

the profits. Why wouldn't they go along with it, right?"

After all, the users of these dubious websites likely had legitimate accounts and did not commit any criminal

activities.

Even if the website was investigated, the truth might not be revealed.

Xavien caught on. "So, are you saying the website we invested in was targeted by fraudsters without our

knowledge?" Sean smirked. "Whether we're aware or not, who knows?"