Abigail’s Second Life

Xavien's forehead was beaded with sweat as he said, "I have alerted the bodyguards. They will be here to rescue

us soon!"

Upon hearing that, Abigail hummed in response.

Jonell must be the one who had placed this group of men here.

He has beceven more roguish now that Sean is gone.

Xavien persisted for over ten minutes. Finally, the team of bodyguards arrived and surrounded the five cars. At

once, gunshots erupted.

"Stay in the car. Just let the bodyguards handle the situation." Xavien stepped on the gas pedal. "Okay." Abigail

knew Xavien would be held accountable by Sean if something happened to her. Upon arriving at the hotel, a

group of individuals immediately surrounded Abigail and Xavien. "Ms. Quinn, can you manage?" Xavien inquired

Abigail, who stood beside him.

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"Of course."

Despite saying so, she didn't immediately take action since engaging in a shootout outside the hotel was unwise.

After all, it would attract the attention of the state police and lead to lengthy explanations. Moreover, the group

of individuals approaching them were tall and muscular. Not to mention, each held a baseball bat.

Once the timing was right, Abigail tossed the piece of clothing that she was clutching in her hand and

immediately grabbed one of the individuals’ baseball bats. She passed it to Xavien before kicking away the man

who had attacked her.

Her movements bore no mercy, and she was remarkably skilled.

Meanwhile, Xavien watched in admiration.

She seems to have grown even more formidable since our last encounter.

Within minutes, she had effortlessly subdued six burly men.

Xavien, on the other hand, merely knocked out three. As he watched the men wail in agony on the ground, he

arched his eyebrow and remarked breezily, "Ms. Quinn, your skills have improved recently." "Every day during

the months of getting kidnapped, | had fought with Simond and his sister, Sage. In fact, Sage can no longer

defeat me." Abigail chuckled.

At that time, she figured that focusing on improving her fighting skills would cin handy for her escape.

However, she didn't manage to apply them.

Xavien leaned the baseball bat against the ground and sighed. "Mr. Graham probably won't stand a chance in a

dispute with you in the future, will he?"

"Oh, please. Can't you wish something good for our relationship?" Abigail put her jacket back on after saying

that.

Abigail and Xavien had been investigating Jonell in New Yoke for several days. Indeed, they had uncovered some

leads.

"Six months ago, a group of individuals at his estate headed to the winery's vineyard for grape harvesting. |

suspect Luna was among them." Xavien handed the information to Abigail.

Abigail furrowed her brows and scanned through the information. "Have you checked the winery?" she inquired,

looking solemn.

"Previously, | wasn't aware he had a winery," Xavien replied. Luna could have been relocated multiple times

within these six months.

Both fell into silence.

Abigail set down the information file and sighed. "It will be extremely challenging to trace the staff mobility at

this winery."

"We must investigate even if it poses difficulties. We can't uncover any leads if we don't delve into it." Xavien

had gotten used to scrutinizing trivial details such as these. Abigail glanced at him. "No wonder you can work for

him so long."

"Indeed. Mr. Graham won't even consider hiringif | don't possess sspecial skills." Xavien chuckled. Then,

he promptly instructed his team on the investigating task. He provided guidance while his team diligently delved

deeper.

"By the way, is Sean's money secure?" Abigail was slightly concerned.

With news of Sean's disappearance at sea circulating, many will be itching for action.

"TheAndrew developed is highly secured. It won't get hacked anytsoon." Xavien expressed his

confidence in Andrew.

In the following days, Abigail didn't run into Jonell again.

With nothing else to occupy her time, she shared a children's hat design featuring killer whale elements on her

Instagram.

Since Alana had been inactive on Instagram for quite stime, her Instagram update instantly enlivened her

followers.

'Wow! This hat is so cute! It looks like it's meant for babies. Can't we adults have one, too?!"

'Oh my gosh! It's a killer whale! I love killer whales, but this hat is too small forto wear. | urge for an adult

version of this hat!" ‘Somehow, | can't shake off the feeling that this hat holds simplications. Could it be a

hint that Alana and Sean are getting married?" 'Yo, what's up with the comment above? Missing out on the recent

trending stories?’

Just like that, the comments poured in enthusiastically. However, there were fewer mentions of Sean's name

after the fourth comment.

Abigail smirked upon seeing everyone still being as lively.

Indeed, she had designed the killer whale hat for her and Sean's future child. While others had hats with a tiger

head design, she had opted for a more innovative killer-whales-inspired design. As soon as she logged off

Instagram, Garrett called.

"I saw the photo on Instagram. It's pretty adorable. What's the story behind it?" Garrett remained skeptical about

the news of Sean plunging into the ocean.

"What do you mean?" Abigail acted dumb.

"I'm curious about the hat. Is it a tribute? Or is it sform of preparation to welcyour child?" Garrett was

as curious as a cat.

"Mind your own business. You're not purely callingto talk about this, right? So, what do you want?" Little did

Garrett know, Abigail was reprimanding him inwardly. Why is he being such a busybody and prying for

information? He should just focus on his work.

"I thought you'd neglected your duty as a designer. It's been nearly two years since we last released your works

at Fairy Meadow. The orders have dwindled. We would have ceased operation if we didn't hold out hope for a

masterpiece from you." Garrett expressed his frustration.

At once, Abigail grasped his point.

He wantsto get back to work.

"| still have other priorities at the moment. That hat design was just a quick sketch." Abigail struggled to come

up with new designs.

"Miss Quinn, please take tout of your busy schedule to brainstorm. Fairy Meadow is on its last legs," Garrett

said with a hint of desperation.

L.Moon's staff can still design costumes for movie production crews, but Fairy Meadow faces declining orders to

the point that our employees will potentially lose their jobs.

Fans are only interested in Abigail's designs. They don't acknowledge the work of other designers.

Because of this, the clothing created by other designers at Fairy Meadow is experiencing dismal sales.