Abigail’s Second Life

After escorting Abigail to the entrance of the banquet hall, Sean did not leave immediately.

Inside the banquet hall, Abigail sat confidently in her seat.

Amidst the clinking of glasses, she chatted warmly with everyone and drank glass after glass of wine.

Sean recalled that she hadn't used to drink this often before. In the past six months with Simond, she seemed to

have learned many things from him.

Meanwhile, Xavien quietly approached Sean and noticed that he was staring ahead without blinking, so he

followed his line of sight.

Under the spotlight, the woman who haunted Sean's dreams was holding a glass of wine and talking to the

people around her. After finishing her words, she boldly drank the wine in one gulp. Xavien couldn't quite

recognize Abigail. "Is that Ms. Quinn?" he asked with uncertainty.

Sean withdrew his gaze and walked toward the elevator. "Are your eyes not working well despite your young

age? Should | be reflecting on whether I've overloaded you with work lately?" "It's not that. It's just..." Xavien

hesitated.

People who had been through certain experiences would change. Xavien and Sean had been to Golden Triangle.

For sof them, once they stained blood on their hands, they would beca different person.

It was easy for a villain to pretend to be good, but once a good person did something unacceptable, they would

beccompletely different from before.

Abigail belonged to the second category.

Sean stood at the elevator door, hands in his pockets, not answering Xavien.

Xavien entered the elevator with him and stated, "She didn't even tell you that she cback."

"Why do you have so much to say?" Sean glanced at him.

Xavien was not the sas before, and he wasn't afraid of upsetting Sean anymore. He merely smirked and

teased, "What do you mean? You call the way just to see how she's doing, didn't you? She's doing fine, so

now you can relax."

"You're just that shallow." Sean chuckled. Abigail's grandmother suddenly passed away. How could she be fine?

Xavien looked at him without uttering another word.

In fact, Sean was much happier now that Abigail had returned.

During the six months when he broke up and lost contact with her, he had never been in the mood for jokes.

Now, he was starting to speak more lightheartedly.

"Mr. Stewart wouldn't want you to fall for her," Xavien reminded Sean.

Sean didn't say anything, but the ease on his face visibly disappeared. Search The Findwebsite on

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"Until we retrieve the funds, you and Ms. Quinn can't be together. Besides, she did choose Simond Simpson in

the first place without bothering to give you an explanation." Xavien thought all of them had treated Abigail

nicely. Everyone around Sean was very accommodating to her, so he couldn't fathom why she would treat Sean

like that.

"Who said | wanted to be with her?" Sean questioned indifferently. "I still have a month with Ms. Walker."

Upon hearing that, Xavien felt much more at ease.

Abigail was drunk when Josh received a call from Garrett and rushed over, only to run into Sean waiting for

Xavien to drive over.

Their eyes met briefly, and Josh greeted him first. "Why didn't you say you were coming here?"

"I'll be back in Pendorf in a bit, so | didn't want to disturb you guys," Sean replied politely.

Josh revealed a surprised expression as he noticed that Sean seemed to be in a better mood upon Abigail's

return.

Before this, Josh would greet Sean, only to be greeted back with an indifferent attitude, but because of Abigail,

Josh never held it against him.

"It's totally fine. Are your grandparents doing alright?" Josh was concerned about Sean's grandparents after

Analise had suddenly passed away.

"They're fine." After replying to Josh, Sean couldn't stop himself from asking, "Was it really a natural death?"

Previously, he had heard no news of Analise's hospitalization. Logically, she should have been in good health.

How could she suddenly just leave?

"Well, the doctor said she passed away peacefully. Abby also mentioned that Old Mrs. Quinn was sitting in a chair

watching her weed the yard, and then she fell asleep. By the tAbby was done, Old Mrs. Quinn had passed

away, and her body was already cold," Josh uttered in a calm tone.

Sean remained silent.

Just then, Garrett brought Abigail out of the venue. She looked fine, not even tipsy after drinking so much.

Abigail glanced at Sean with flushed cheeks before slowly shifting her gaze to Josh. "Sorry for causing you

trouble, Josh."

"No, it's all my fault that you were forced to socialize as soon as you cback," Josh uttered while supporting

her.

Abigail leaned on his shoulder, looking uncomfortable. "I feel like throwing up."

"Puke into the trash can." Josh guided her toward the trash can.

Before they could take another step, Sean stepped forward and nudged him away.

Sean held Abigail's slender but strong arm, his face showing a hint of anger. "No one forced you to drink, but you

chose to drink so much!"

Abigail looked up at him and asked, "How did you know?" Then, she quickly covered her mouth.

Josh stood to the side, feeling indignant. "Excuse me, I'm her brother! Why did you pushaway, Sean

Graham?"

Sean was acting so obviously that everyone knew his intentions.

Garrett chuckled as he dragged Timothy into the car, ignoring them.

Meanwhile, Sean led Abigail to the trash can, his tone indifferent as he spoke, "Nothing. | didn't mean anything."

Abigail puked.