Abigail’s Second Life (Abigail Quinn)

Chapter 747 Only She Doesn't Know

Sean's eyelashes trembled lightly as he raised his uninjured hand and cupped the back of her head, deepening their gentle kiss, while Abigail leaned over him slowly, kissing him passionately.

Gradually, Sean took control. He nibbled on Abigail's lip, deliberately teasing her. Even so, she couldn't be bothered to argue with him on account of his recent good behavior.

A night of intoxicating passion later, Abigail woke up with a sore waist and aching back. After tidying up the room, she quickly went to take a shower and changed into clothes that concealed the marks on her body.

Sean watched her busying around the room from the bed, seductively raising his long legs to trap the blanket between them. "Honey."

Abigail turned her head to look at him, blushing a little at his flirtatiousness. "What are you doing?"

"Do you like me?" Sean asked, feeling idle and anxious.

Abigail walked over, pinching his face. "What do you think?"

Sean sat up and gazed at her. "I really enjoyed last night."

"Alright, get up quickly. I need to air out the room," Abigail said. The room was filled with the smell of the bedsheets that had been dirtied the previous night.

Sean nodded and slowly got out of bed while she brought the clothes she had prepared for him to the bathroom.

"If you need any help, just call me," she said, intending to go back to the room and change the bedsheets.

"Honey, help me wash up." Sean held onto her hand.

"A visitor is coming soon, and the room is dirty. We need to clean it up," Abigail said helplessly. "Just take a quick shower to freshen up, but don't get your hands wet."

"Alright." Sean's dream of getting intimate with Abigail shattered at her words.

While Abigail tidied up the room, Sean finished his shower and emerged from the bathroom looking presentable. Then, she busied herself with sorting out the clothes Sean had changed out of.

"Don't worry about it. When Xavien comes, I'll have him take care of it," Sean said gently. Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

"Don't always treat Xavien like a servant. You haven't even found a new assistant yet," Abigail chided, taking his clothes to the balcony.

Sean sat in a chair, contemplating what to eat later. "I've looked, but I could only find someone to handle less important matters."

Abigail nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

By the time Simond and Kevin arrived, she had finished tidying up everything.

Sean sat in the living room, listening to Xavien’s report on the situation. Despite the many sacrifices made, they had obtained very little information.

"There is a person in charge of a research institute named John who had some contact with the suspects we were investigating yesterday. I am currently investigating the John Research Institute," Xavien reported over the phone.

Except for Sean, the other three people in the room all had their own concerns. Abigail felt extremely nervous and looked towards Simond, who gave her a reassuring look. Kevin's palms

were sweating.

How did they end up investigating the John Research Institute?

"John Research Institute? Could it be related to the drugs on Luna? " Sean asked, looking at Abigail.

Abigail noticed that her mind was elsewhere and looked at Kevin. "What do you think?"

Kevin was sweating profusely. "How would I know? Don't we need to investigate the evidence first?"

"Xavien, while we still have the chance, dig up some useful information, but focus on the people we suspect," Sean ordered with a cold expression.

After hanging up the phone, Xavien coughed. "About the people you suspect, do they have any connection to the Davidson Family?"

"It won't be easy to uncover. They definitely have an organization helping them. It will take time to find concrete evidence." Sean frowned.

Simond remained silent, worried that the other party had already noticed their focus on Martin.

If Martin had made any secret deals with them, wouldn't it be a trap for Abigail to go back?

Sean was surprised by their silence. "Why is no one saying anything?"

Kevin panicked. With Sean's question, he felt a shiver down his spine. "I was wondering, is Eric Davidson's uncle's family truly wicked?"

It was reasonable for Kevin to have such suspicions, especially considering the overseas operations. After all, by doing these things in the country, the Davidson Family and Vincent might just be pawns.

"We can't be certain yet," Sean said, taking Abigail's hand and pulling her to sit beside him. "Don't worry; now that we have some leads, we will eventually find out."

"Okay," Abigail wasn't worried now but rather afraid that he would uncover any evidence that would be difficult to explain later.

Simond was afraid that Abigail and Kevin would reveal something, so he spoke up, "If you share some information, I can assist with the investigation."

Sean turned his head to look at him. "Why are you with her?"

In the urgency of yesterday's situation, Sean had momentarily forgotten about this, but now that he had calmed down, he suddenly found Simond's presence here very strange.

Upon hearing this, Simond immediately put on a smile. "I also have a grudge against the Davidson Family, so why can't I be here?"

"Don't tell me that the Davidson Family also swindled you out of your money." Sean glanced at him, his eyes filled with suspicion.

Simond shrugged. "Guess."

Sean retracted his gaze and took Abigail's hand. "Since we have already worked together once, why don't we continue working together in the future?"