Abigail’s Second Life

Chapter 303 Old News Sean noticed that Abigail was hesitant to speak, so he couldn't help but say, "Just say whatever you want to say. I'll listen.

His words made her heart skip a beat. Still, she steadied herself and replied, "Grandma received a call from the Pearsons in Capitalis. They want you to stop." She briefly relayed her grandmother's words to him, only to hear him coldly sneer. "Ha, they can't deal with me, so they're resorting to threatening an elderly now? Tell Grandma there's nothing to worry about. Since I've decided to execute my plans, I won't stop." She knew it would be hard to persuade him, especially after hearing the tone he had adopted. Although he claimed that he would listen to her, she wasn't sure how much of it was true. However, she wouldn't be presumptuous and actually take his words to heart.

"Sean, Grandma isn't one to back down from a fight. When she was in Quinn Village, she never backed down unless she was truly at a disadvantage! She couldn't help but remind him.

"I got it, Abigail. It's enough as long as you and Grandma still care about me," Sean said, then hung up the phone.

Abigail knew right then that he wouldn't stop. She couldn't help but sigh as she listened to the monotonous dial tone.

After she packed her things, she immediately returned home.

Meanwhile, Analise was sitting in the living room absent-mindedly. When she saw Abigail return, she immediately stood up and asked anxiously, "What did Sean say?" "He doesn't want to stop, Abigail replied with a frown. Search the (F)indwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.

"It's all my fault." Analise sat down and lowered her head, feeling guilty.

Abigail walked over to her and held her hand, asking, "Grandma, what did the Pearsons say to you to make you so afraid?" Analise raised her eyes. Even though her gaze was cloudy, there was no hiding the deep concern within them. "Do you know what happened between Sean and the Palmers?" "Is it the matter between him and Kingston? I only know sof it." Sean mentioned that Kingston did him a favor. Yet, the exact nature of that favor was something she still didn't know, "The Pearsons said that Sean was involved in a murder case, and they have evidence. If he continues to go after them, they will bring this matter to the media and the police," Analise said, tightly gripping Abigail's hand.

1/3 "Besides, his quarrel with the Pearsons is all because of us. Let's not fight anymore, Abigail. The Pearsons said that as long as Sean stops, the previous matters will be forgiven. We can live peacefully in Pendorf while they remain in Capitalis. We won't interfere with each other from now on," Analise continued as she looked at Abigail with great earnestness in her Nonetheless, Abigail didn't believe what the Pearsons had said.

eyes.

First, the Pearsons' methods were so ruthless that if they really had concrete evidence, they would definitely go to great lengths to push Sean into a corner. They certainly wouldn't contact Analise. The possibility that she could think of was that the Pearsons were trying to deceive her grandmother.

The connection between Sean and the Palmers was true. Regardless, the claim that Sean was involved in a murder might not be true.

"Grandma, why didn't you call Sean and talk to him?" Abigail asked.

Her words made Analise's face flash with a hint of awkwardness. "I was so harsh to him before. How could I even dream about saying anything now that our relationship is so strained?" Abigail sighed. "I will talk to him. Still, have you considered his persistence in going against the Pearsons?" Even she could figure out that the Pearsons' story had flaws. So, there was no way Sean couldn't think of the sthing. Those claims wouldn't frighten him at all.

"You need to make Sean stop, Abigail," Analise said.

Abigail replied with a hint of resignation in her tone. "I've already divorced him. I can't control him." Analise furrowed her brows upon hearing her response and didn't say anything more.

"Oh, well. I'll try to talk to him, okay? You need to stop worrying about these things, Grandma. The Pearsons are a crafty lot. As long as you don't answer their calls, you won't have to suffer troubles." Abigail patted her hand.

Yet, Analise pushed her hand away and headed off to the kitchen. "If I don't answer their calls, will these things not happen? I just don't want to owe Sean too much." Alas, their ledger was so long that there was really no point. So, it was meaningless for them to discuss these matters now.

Abigail didn't dwell on it and simply relayed Analise's words to Sean. Unfortunately, he didn't respond to her messages.

That night, when she was getting ready for bed, Luna sent her an Instagram post along e.

ŵtḥāto m message! Oh no! Sean is being slandered. You need to see this! Abigail couldn't help but frown as she clicked on the Instagram post. 2/3

A marketing account had posted a report, claiming to have received an anonymous Instagram-tip-off that! Sean had committed a crseveral years ago. Then, they claimed that he had found someone to take the bland serve tin prison on his behalf. The Instagram post not only mentioned Pendorf's official police account but also included a video.

Abigail clicked on the video and was surprised to see a tired-looking man with a shaved head talking about events from many years ago.

"Four years ago, I was also one of Sean's henchmen, working under his buddy, Kingston. We used to deal with various business adversaries on Sean's behalf. After all, his personality easily attracted enemies. At that the drove one of his rivals into bankruptcy. The president of that company couldn't take it anymore and privately hired someone to confront him. It escalated into a violent. confrontation. Everything happened so quickly, and Sean accidentally killed the opponent in a moment of anger. In the end, Kingston took the bland entrusted his only sister to his care to keep him from going to prison." He spoke in great detail, making it sound quite convincing. Abigail listened, and while doing so, she searched for the president he mentioned online. Sure enough, she found traces of the president's story.

As she looked at the old news, she fell into deep thought.

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