Semua Bab Abigail's Absent Husband Is A CEO: Bab 241 - Bab 250

Abigail said, "Grandma, I've received the apartment I bought. Once I finish renovating it, I'll pick you up and we'll live together in Florivera, okay?""Okay," said Cassandra."Grandma, I've been thinking about something for a while and decided to talk to you about it.""Go ahead.""I've decided to give Nathan and me a chance to see how things go between us.""Why did you suddenly change your mind?" Cassandra glanced at Xander sitting across from her. He usually appeared calm and reserved, but now he seemed so nervous that he did not know what to do with his hands."Because I feel he's a trustworthy man, and he might be a good mate with stable emotions. Grandma, would you agree to us continuing?" Although whether to be with Nathan was ultimately up to Abigail, she still wanted to know her grandmother's opinion.Under Xander's gaze, Cassandra said slowly, "What if your feelings are wrong? Don't forget that he wanted a divorce before."Margaret threw a punch at Xander in front o

Abigail said, "I'm worried about not being able to celebrate Easter with Grandma this year. I wanted to take her out for some fun, but her health condition isn't suitable for outings."Felix comforted her, "Let Grandma Cassandra focus on recovering for now. We can take her out to have fun once she's better.""I'm just afraid it might be too late," said Abigail. She secretly consulted the doctor before. Although Cassandra was actively cooperating with the treatment, her age made the situation not promising. Abigail felt particularly sad whenever she thought about Cassandra working hard her whole life without getting a chance to enjoy her life before falling ill.Melody suggested, "How about bringing Grandma Cassandra to live with us? We can share a room, and Grandma Cassandra can stay in my room."Abigail shook her head. "Grandma decided to go to Southcrest Residence with Nathan's grandma because she doesn't want to trouble me. She hopes that I can focus on my work. So she definitel

"We don't want your service anymore, call your manager." The dismissive, incredibly impatient attitude had even Abigail, usually a patient customer, at her wit's end. Some luxury goods salespeople act as if they own the store, looking down on customers at the drop of a hat.The saleswoman gave Abigail a once-over, from head to toe, failing to see how they fit into their high-spending clientele. Naturally, they did not qualify for the manager's personal attention. "I'm sorry, our manager is attending to VIPs."Abigail's voice took on a frosty edge. "Get your manager here, now."Seeing Abigail's assertive attitude, the saleswoman grew even more arrogant, resorting to shifting blame. "We welcome customers who want to shop. If you're here to cause trouble, don't blame us for being rude."Melody almost laughed in disbelief. "Are all the salespeople at these luxury brands so full of themselves now?""There are two troublemakers here, can you please escort them out?" The saleswoman shot

Once home, Abigail opted for an early night after a soothing bath, planning to rise early the next morning to visit her grandmother at the Southcrest Residence. Before falling asleep, she habitually checked her phone and found a slew of unread messages from Stella.[Abigail, guess what? The author of Chloe Bay messaged me with lots of encouraging words. I'm suddenly feeling more confident.] Stella's message read.Abigail responded with a comforting note: [Who knows? Maybe in the author's mind, you're the ideal person to play Chloe Bay.]Stella replied: [Your perspectives are so similar to the author's. I'm sure she must be as insightful as you. If she wasn't so reserved, I'd definitely want to be her friend.]Abigail playfully hinted: [Maybe you're already friends and you just don't realize it.]Stella's next message chimed in: [Always the comforting voice. Alright, it's getting late. I need to review my script. You should rest, too.][Goodnight.]Abigail reciprocated the farewe

Abigail hoisted the bags of clothes she had purchased for her grandmothers, joining the departing passengers at the train door. Once the train halted, she alighted, making her way with the crowd to the station exit. Hailing a cab, she headed straight for Southcrest Residence. It was not until she arrived and saw the stately villa towering in front of her that it slowly dawned on Abigail that Nathan's family was likely much wealthier than she had anticipated.Nathan was a local of Florivera, a city known for its extensive redevelopment and subsequent reallocation of homes. A minimum of one house per displaced family was typical, some receiving two or three. Live in one, sell the rest, and the resulting funds would take care of you for life. Rumor had it that residents in prime locations even got a bonus each year, and some of Florivera's locals made quite a handsome profit from it. Many opted to sell their Florivera homes, buying villas in the less expensive Southcrest, and used the le