Abigail’s Second Life (Abigail and Sean)
Chapter 604 No Mercy

Abigail felt relieved. As soon as she entered her room, she began working on her design drawings.

On the other hand, Scarlett and Lawrence sat in the living room. Lawrence lit a cigarette and started smoking slowly.

"Does she always work late at night?" he asked Sean when lighting the cigarette. His heart was filled with guilt and self-reproach, for Abigail didn't have to work so hard.

"This is what she's passionate about, and she's only putting in this effort for a year or two. Once the studio stabilizes, she won't be designing as much," Sean explained to Lawrence. Lawrence sighed. "But I feel really guilty. I haven't taken good care of her."

"Just take care of her from now on. Anyway, let's discuss the family reunion banquet." Sean didn't have that much emotional concern, for he believed that Abigail was currently in her best state.

She found her passion and a career to pursue. Even if they got married in the future and had children, he would fully support her in her career if she chose to continue working.

"I've decided to hold the family reunion banquet at the Giovanni Hotel, a five-star hotel here. The banquet hall there is large and can accommodate many people. I want to invite everyone I know," Lawrence said with great enthusiasm.

"Reserving a five-star hotel two months in advance can be quite expensive every day," Sean reminded him. Though he wasn't stingy, he thought it wasn't necessary.

"Money is not a problem. This amount is nothing." Lawrence was very generous.

Yet Sean pressed his glabella. "With that money, we could rent a venue, and we could decorate it ourselves. No matter how good the hotel is, even if it's a five-star hotel, it's still just a hotel."

"I think that's a good idea. We can hire a professional venue designer and rent a suitable space." Scarlett expressed her satisfaction with his idea.

"Okay, then. I'll write up the plan." Lawrence had always been good at this.

"I'll handle the finances." Scarlett, who was now the chief financial officer of Pearson Group, was the most skilled in managing finances.

Sean nodded in agreement and didn't say more.

The next morning, Abigail got up and went downstairs. Suddenly, she bumped into a stranger.

The girl, as soon as she saw Abigail, immediately rolled her eyes and said with an irritated expression, "We didn't let you come back. Why are you here?"

When she started speaking, Scarlett, who was busy in the kitchen, quickly came out.

Abigail glanced at the girl but didn't pay her any attention.

"Abby, you're awake. I made pasta for you. If you want to eat, I'll prepare them for you right away." Scarlett heard that Abigail liked pasta, so she started making it in the early morning. Yet she was worried about whether Abigail would like it or not.

"Okay," Abigail replied and walked toward the dining room.

At the same time, the girl followed her into the dining room. "Do you know who I am? I'm Lily. You're the Abigail who intentionally destroyed my marriage to Eric, right? Do you have no shame? Our family hasn't even recognized you, and you dare to live here?"

After sitting down, Abigail crossed her legs and looked at Lily. "I'll live wherever I want. Do you think you have the right to make a scene here?"

At her words, Lily scoffed. "You're just a bottom-dweller in the Pearson Family. You haven't even gone overseas before. Do you think you're impressive because you've designed clothes for a few actors in the entertainment industry? If we were in ancient times, you'd be nothing more than a high-end tailor."

Abigail regarded her coldly, observing her for a while before letting out a contemptuous laugh.

"What are you laughing at?" Lily's anger grew.

Abigail picked up a nearby book and flipped through it. "You went abroad, but you couldn't even pass the Aktani proficiency test. You might as well have stayed at home. What a waste of resources." This remark left Lily red-faced.

Before she could respond, Scarlett came out from the kitchen and warned, "If you keep spouting nonsense, I'll shut you up."

"Wow, Scarlett. You dare shut my daughter up?" Vincent's voice followed closely.

Abigail looked at him and saw his cold and intense gaze staring at Scarlett.

At this moment, Scarlett was holding a saucer plate with pasta sauce. Under Vincent's intense gaze, she grew apprehensive and quickly walked into the dining room.

Seeing that, Abigail set down the book in her hand. "She doesn't dare, but I dare."

Lily widened her eyes. Knowing that Lawrence wasn't at home, she immediately moved forward, intending to grab and pull at Abigail's hair.

However, Abigail was taller than Lily and had long arms. So, she easily grabbed Lily's hair with a swift motion and snatched the saucer plate from Scarlett's hand, then splashed it onto Lily's face. "Ahhhh!" Lily screamed.

Abigail tossed the saucer plate aside and, still holding Lily by the hair, walked up to the dark-faced Vincent. "So? Would you dare lay a hand on me?"

"Let me go!" Lily shouted.

With a provocative smile, Abigail forcefully pushed Lily away and looked at her disdainfully. "You're really worthless."

It was unclear whether she was saying this to Lily or Vincent, but Scarlett was in awe.

Scarlett quickly had the maid clean the dining room. When she looked at Abigail, her face was filled with admiration.

Coldly, Vincent looked at Abigail. "Don't get too arrogant."

"It depends on how you all behave." With that, Abigail seated herself at the dining table.

"I'll get you another bit of pasta sauce to try if it's to your taste," Scarlett said with a smile as she took cheerful steps back to the kitchen. As she passed by Vincent, she puffed up her chest and let out a triumphant hum.

I have my daughter to protect me. I'm not afraid of you at all.