Abigail's Second Life novel Chapter 9

Luna smiled, entered the elevator, and walked straight in the direction of the president's office. Once she arrived at the door, she heard an idle voice from inside, asking, "Alana, is that you?"

The two ladies froze at the door and stared at Kevin in utter astonishment. It didn't help that the man had also personally come out of the office to greet them.

Eventually, it was Luna who reacted first. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Stewart. I'm Alana and also the owner of L.Moon, Luna Smith."

Although he was shaking hands with Luna, Kevin fixed his gaze on Abigail. "She is…"

"She is my assistant," Luna explained hastily.

Kevin almost burst into laughter upon hearing that. Then, he turned around and teased the person inside, "Sean, is your family going bankrupt?"

Abigail followed his gaze and looked inside. Unfortunately for her, she immediately saw a familiar figure sitting on the couch with his back facing the door.

Abigail could still recognize it was Sean at a glance even if it was merely a silhouette. Hence, she couldn't help but curl her lips in annoyance. It's true when they say opponents always stumble upon one another. Look at us! I can't believe I would meet him here after we didn't get to meet at the City Hall this morning.

Likewise, Sean was looking at her with apparent suspicion in his eyes.

The oblivious Kevin shifted his gaze between the two as he smiled and said, "Miss Smith, I have been waiting for your arrival. Please come in."

Abigail looked away nonchalantly and followed Luna, who was trying her best to play the role of an assistant.

Now that the cooperation between East Joy Talent and L.Moon was practically finalized, all that remained was Kevin's final decision.

Although Luna wasn't the real Alana, she still knew her design concept and strength thoroughly by heart from her years as Abigail's best friend. Hence, she wasn't afraid of being not-so-subtly interrogated.

Soon, it was time to sign the contract.

Unexpectedly, Kevin pushed the contract aside and said with a smile, "Miss Smith, there's no rush in signing the contract. Before we sign the contract, I have a presumptuous request. There is a friend of mine who would like to ask you to design a dress that is solely for him. This isn't included in the contract, so I'll let you set the price. Of course, this is only if the dress could be completed before our company's fashion gala next month."

Only Sean was the other person present in the huge office other than Kevin that wasn't from L.Moon Studio. Hence, even a fool could figure out who this friend was.

Therefore, Luna shot Kevin a faint smile as she inwardly cursed him to hell and back. Meanwhile, she outwardly replied in a polite manner, "Mr. Stewart, my husband has just passed away recently, so I'm afraid I can't design a dress that will satisfy your friend's needs. I don't want to spoil such a joyous event and ruin your friendship."

After that, she stood up without hesitation and picked up the contract. "Since you still need time to consider our cooperation, I shall take this contract with me. We still have other businesses to attend to. So, we shall take our leave."

"Wait!" Kevin stretched out his hand, attempting to ask them to stay. I was just casually bringing up the topic. I never said I wouldn't sign the contract!

When Kevin quickly realized that the famous Alana, who finally agreed to meet him, took off just like that, he focused his gaze on Sean suspiciously. "Hey! Abigail is Alana's assistant. So, why didn't you just ask her for help?" Instead, he still needs to indirectly communicate through me!

Lit up? Well, of course, it did. However, it didn't light up because of love. Instead, it's because of money.

Sean gave him a cold look before stating, "Your father was right in not naming you as the successor of the Stewarts." He will lose all the wealth his family has built for years sooner or later.