Abigail's Second Life novel Chapter 829

Jonell's journey into the cutthroat world of business began in his teens, which swiftly propelled him to fame in his twenties. Despite his father's directive for him to head to Ansela, Jonell carved his own path and built an empire with his acumen.

What is Sean treating me as to give such a threat? Does he think I'm a greenhorn?

"In Eswadia, there's a saying where the protege would surpass the master. Gotta admit, though. Sean has a much better acumen," Jones quipped before departing.

Businessmen prioritized profit, and Jonell's actions disrupted the interests of the entire business association, which caused them not to support him.

Jonell’s vision clouded. The betrayal stung.

Upon his return to the hotel, Sean had a shower and found solace in the embrace of Abigail, who was half-asleep.

Abigail, roused from slumber due to his presence, woke up. "You're back late."

He hadn't returned for several days.

"Business calls," Sean murmured, planting a kiss on her brow. "Missed me?"

"More than words can describe," Abigail confessed, melding into his warmth.

Sean shivered slightly as he pulled her closer. "Do you want me?"

"Of course I want you," Abigail responded as she kissed him back.

Sean made a soft sound as he embraced her. "We have things to do tomorrow."

"Mm," Abigail murmured as she focused on kissing his collarbone.

Lost in the moment, Sean switched positions with Abigail, then lay beneath her and enjoyed her playful gestures.

Afterward, Sean carried the exhausted Abigail to the bathroom.

"You have quite the stamina, honey," Sean said with a smile in his hoarse voice.

Abigail wrapped her arms around his neck. "Did you enjoy it?"

"I did," Sean replied, knowing he would enjoy anything she did.

Too tired to say more, Abigail leaned against his chest.

She would ask more questions tomorrow.

Awakening late, Abigail found Sean engaged in a phone conversation and a spread of food awaiting her. Despite her disdain for cold fare, her hunger prevailed.

Once he was done with his tele-conversation, he embraced her from behind and gave her a peck. "Have some snacks. We'll have a delicious meal later."

"Delicious meal? What kind?" She had a penchant for having Eswadian cuisine as it reminded her of home.

"There's an Eswadian food hall," Sean said as he kissed her gently.