Abigail’s Second Life (Abigail and Sean)
Chapter 669 A Trap

Night fell.

Upon receiving information from Xavien, Sean furrowed his brow as he carefully read through the contents.

"The financial report of this website is abnormal. Did you notice anything wrong?" Sean handed the information back to Xavien.

"I've checked it. This website signed a top game streamer three months ago. The streamer has a large fan base and brought in a lot of significant viewers. They received substantial tips, and the website also launched a lottery to promote him," Xavien explained.

Sean massaged his temple, expressing his concern, "It still doesn't add up. The revenue is unusually high. Are these male viewers genuinely willing to invest so much money in a male streamer? What could be their motive?"

If it weren't for Abigail's media account being signed by this website, he wouldn't have invested in it.

Financial irregularities could lead to many problems. Sean was worried that it would be too late to investigate if something major happened.

"Take more time to investigate. Something about this revenue seems abnormal," Sean said to Xavien with a serious tone.

"Yes!" Xavien took the materials and hesitated for a moment. "Shouldn't we call Ms. Quinn? You've finished your tasks, and she has been out for a few days... She has to cook for herself. How can the food be so terrible?"

Sean had thought about it as well.

He rubbed his temple with his fingers and pondered for a long time before shaking his head. "She does charity work in addition to her clothing business. She might be in a remote area discussing charity matters. Our relationship is different now, and we shouldn't meddle behind her back. It could lead to a trust crisis."

Xavien could only nod and leave.

Of course, Sean missed Abigail, but he was used to her being busy with work.

He remained uncertain about whether she would ease up and prioritize their family after their remarriage and the decision to have a child.

Luna stayed in the hospital for a few days. Her emotions gradually stabilized, and her physical condition wasn't as severe as before.

"I suggest moving her to a better hospital if possible," Zack gently suggested as he and Abigail came out of Luna's ward.

"She simply refuses to leave at the moment." Abigail had offered private advice several times, but Luna staunchly insisted on staying, asserting that it was safe there.

"Try to persuade her. She requires better medical conditions, and her child also needs superior care," Zack suggested.

Abigail nodded. "I will do my best to convince her."

"Ms. Quinn, if you can't take time off from work, you can talk to Mr. Simpson. The people he sends are absolutely reliable," Zack continued the discussion as he followed her. Lately, she had been so busy that dark circles adorned her eyes.

In this situation, she couldn't bear to leave her dear friend behind. It was truly a genuine friendship.

"Dr. Mason, I know you are a well-known doctor and a good person. I want to know something. Can I trust Simond?" Abigail had been under a lot of pressure lately, taking care of Luna and dealing with company matters, but what troubled her the most was Simond's proposal.

She dared not trust Simond.

"Since you are so dedicated to your friend, I will tell you a secret about the Simpson Family. The Simpson Family has a clean background, and Simond being chased by someone this time doesn't mean he has done anything wrong. At least there is no threat to your friend," Zack persuaded Abigail.

Abigail nodded, but she didn't take Zack's words to heart. If Luna was in this state, she couldn't easily trust a stranger.

After arriving at the baby room, Abigail looked at the wrinkled baby in the incubator and smiled gently.

"Larry, have you had enough to eat? Is the formula to your liking?" Abigail teased Larry.

Larry was born prematurely and looked smaller than the average baby.

Abigail's heart softened whenever she thought that he was Luna's son.

The doctor next to her heard her words and also smiled. "He is doing well today. He can leave the neonatal unit in a few more weeks."

"How many weeks exactly?" Abigail asked the doctor.

"Approximately seven to eight weeks. Originally, he didn't need to stay this long since he was almost full-term. But you are aware of his health issues," the doctor explained, walking over to Abigail and looking at Larry.

Abigail nodded.

After leaving the neonatal unit, she struggled with how to convince Luna.

The sun set outside the window.

Luna stood in the bathroom, coldly gazing at her indifferent reflection in the mirror. She tugged at her lips, revealing a peculiar smile.

"I have entrusted the child to Abigail. She will keep it a secret for me," she said calmly.

Her phone was still on a call, placed on the washbasin.

"She has been persuading me to return to the Capitalis lately. I have already decided where to live. It will depend on whether you can seize the opportunity," she said leisurely, then pressed the end call button on her phone with her extended finger.

"Luna, are you in the bathroom?" Abigail's voice echoed from outside the door.

Luna abruptly turned her head, her lips slightly pursed. She silently pondered for a moment. Then, she picked up her phone and walked to the door, opening it.

"What's wrong?" Luna inquired, looking at Abigail with eyes that hinted at exhaustion and concern.

Abigail approached her, gripping her wrist. "I didn't see you in the room and got worried. If you want to go out for a walk, let the doctor know instead of going out on your own. I'll be worried."