All Chapters of The Second Chance: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

One hour and ten minutes later,A four-wheeled vehicle stops in front of the lobby of a building that has five towers. Behind the car was the exact vehicle, which was tasked with escorting them. Abby and Massimo could only watch them, and they did not make any conversation at this moment.Not long after, the two four-wheeled vehicles stopped there. One by one, the bodyguards came out of there, except for the drivers. They opened the trunk door, then took out the three suitcases, which were the husband and wife's belongings, that were still in the car. When finished, a man was ready in front of the car door, holding the door opener. He seemed to be waiting for Abby and Massimo, and the playboy realized this state of affairs.The brown-haired man who had been paying attention to all the actions of his subordinate father-in-law, as soon as possible, understood what had happened. He turned his attention to his partner, who had been holding his hand. "We are here, Wifey. Come on, let's go

The Royal Intercontinental Hotel, 07:00 PMIn a private room, there were twelve people, of which they consisted of six were husband and wife pairs. Five of them were over fifty years old, and only one pair was young. A young lady felt uneasy because the urge to leave was so strong. However, the husband, who was sitting beside her, had not taken any action yet, so he was forced to discourage that intention.“So, Abby, how was your honeymoon? Is everything going smoothly?”A sixty-two-year-old man started asking the newlyweds questions. However, the other person's gaze was directed at Abby so that the girl also understood the situation and inevitably had to answer it. Meanwhile, ten other people were in the same room, as if not daring to interrupt the silver-haired man's words."Our honeymoon went well, Uncle G."A woman who likes hot chocolate was forced to lie, even though, in reality, this was not the case. Meanwhile, her husband could only observe the conversation that was created b

At 11:15 PMA black four-wheeled vehicle appears to be entering an apartment building. A woman with a bitchy face looks yawning, but she covered her lips with her right hand, so her lips did not open wide. Meanwhile, the opposite sex was still driving the car with a severe expression.“Are you sleepy, Abby?”Such a question had broken the quiet atmosphere between them. That young lady turned to her spouse and had no intention of saying a word. Meanwhile, the brown-haired man was surprised, because the other person did not answer his question. Massimo had to glance because curiosity had filled his mind. Apparently, his wife was watching him.“Geez! Why are you even silent? You really shocked me!”The thin-lipped girl continued to do the silent treatment so that the burly man became irritated. Still, as soon as possible, he diverted the negative emotions by concentrating and returned to driving the car. A woman who likes hot chocolate looks away from the window. The atmosphere inside th

At 11:15 AMIn a fine dining restaurant, a blonde-haired girl was seen drinking orange juice. Abby glanced several times at the entrance, which was about twenty meters from where she sat. However, there was no sign of the person she had been waiting for to appear there.Where is Mila? Why is he taking so long? I thought my close friend had changed, but apparently, that assumption was wrong. Well, she better not make me wait too long because I have been waiting for her for fifteen minutes, thought Abby. The girl glanced at her left wrist, which had a watch on it.Two minutes later, a red-haired woman was seen arriving in front of the restaurant. A female host immediately greeted the guest. After chatting for a while, they walked into the restaurant. Massimo Francesco Alonso's wife watched it all from a distance. Abby placed a glass of orange juice on the table, watching the two people walking towards her."Finally, she comes here. Damn it. Why does Mila always act like that? What a pai

In a private room "So, how about your honeymoon? Is there an unforgettable intimacy?” A short-haired man asked someone. Without mentioning a name, everyone knew who the target was. On his right hand, there was a cigarette from which the smoke was still billowing. Meanwhile, Arnold Laurens Verzson-in-law had just finished his meal, so he was unable to answer the question posed by the other person. There were five men in their thirties in the room. Two of them were eating the food that had been ordered, another had just finished finishing his meal, and afterward, one man was smoking, and the last one was still drinking sparkling wine quietly. They seemed busy with their current activities, except for a young man who was still waiting for an answer from Abigail Laurentia Verz's husband. “Why do you even want to know about that?” A man who served as CEO of the Alonso Group even seemed to ask back deliberately. This situation made the other person chuckle. The three other people who we