Abigail’s Second Life - Season 3 Episode 53

Abigail, in no hurry, knew that patience was the key to business.

“Mr. Fernandez, you approached me because of Alana’s reputation, right?” She casually lifted her teac

up and blew gently on the steam.

Indeed, this partnership was very beneficial for Ronaldo. Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org

Artistry had no price, and her reputation could elevate the value of his pearls. In actuality, he would not

suffer a loss even if he made a slightly smaller profit. Once his pearls were included in Alana’s designs,

they would no longer be ordinary sea pearls but artist–

approved gems. Businesses seeking to ride on Alana’s wave of popularity would choose to buy pearls f

rom him.

His pearls were good but lacked recognition, which meant they could not fetch a high price. In this day

and age, any product would need a celebrity’s endorsement to find buyers. How else did online influenc

ers make money?

Ms. Quinn, it’s a pity you’re only an artist.” Ronaldo chuckled with a hint of resignation.

“Peacock overtones are very precious, but having over a thousand of them suggests you have trouble

selling them at your desired price. By selling them to me at a discount this time, your peacock overtone

s won’t remain unsellable once my designs generate popularity online.” Abigail eloquently pressed on,

negotiating for a better price. If she was going to buy, it had to be below the market price.

After many years in business, this was the first time Ronaldo felt like he was getting the short end of th

e stick. He drank his tea, then bowed his head and sighed. “All right…”

This deal was quite a blow for him, mainly because she was no fool. Despite her youth, she understoo

d her advantages well and analyzed his disadvantages. She did not exaggerate her talents and would

not have made such bold claims in front of him if she was not confident.

In the end, Abigail purchased his pearls for 1.5 million. After signing the contract with their names, she

stood up and extended her hand. “Mr. Fernandez, it’s been a pleasure doing business with you.”

He shook her hand, displaying a restraint he rarely showed. “Ms. Quinn, you’ve got a deal that no one

else could’ve secured, not to mention the one thousand peacock overtones. Please don’t let me down.

I agreed to this partnership for Mr. Booker’s sake.”

“Mr. Fernandez, rest assured. Your peacock overtones will surely gain recognition and become the Pea

rl Queen of the Oryashia continent.” She promised confidently.

After their partnership was settled, Ronaldo drove Abigail back to

her hotel. As his fancy car stopped at the hotel entrance, he held the steering wheel and asked, “Hey,

pretty, how about staying a few more days in Eastbay?”

“Mr. Fernandez, you know yourself that you’re quite busy. I don’t want to disturb you anymore. Besides,

I have a design to work on, so I don’t have time to relax,”

She could always consider whatever he proposed before the deal, but now that the

deal was done, she saw no reason to extend her stay. Besides, she was not just making excuses. A tho

usand peacock overtones had ignited her inspiration, and she could not wait to fly back to Pendorf and

concentrate on her work.

“Just a few more days of relaxation won’t hurt. I’ll cover the expenses as a token of our partnership,” he

insisted.

She looked apologetic. “Mr. Fernandez, it’s not that I don’t want to stay, but I’m feeling the pressure afte

r purchasing your pearls today. I can’t truly relax while holding onto them.”

He was about to respond when an untimely male voice interrupted. “Abigail.”

She turned to see Eric, somewhat surprised to find him there. Meanwhile, Ronaldo observed Eric’s une

asy gaze shifting back and forth between him and Abigail.

“Mr. Davidson, are you here for a movie shoot?” She got out of the car, speaking calmly and gently. Ho

wever, there was no trace of their previous familiarity.

When Eric heard the change in how she addressed him, he felt a pang in his heart. Nevertheless, he w

as an actor who could conceal his emotions well. Thus, he replied with a tender smile, “No, I came to s

ee you.”

Ronaldo remained seated in the car and playfully called out to her. “Hey, beautiful! Let me know when y

our flight is. I’ll drive you to the airport.”

She

away.

gave a quick ‘yes‘ and waved her hand in his direction. He then made a suave exit and drove

Approaching Eric, she maintained a composed and polite tone. “Mr. Davidson, did you come here to dis

cuss something related to your grandmother’s birthday outfit?”

“Yes,” he answered with a downward glance, then quickly added, “and a little more.”

“Her

birthday outfit is currently in the design phase, but I’m quite busy lately. Could you please arrange for a

professional tailor to take her measurements? I’ll send the outfit once it’s finished,” Abigail suggested, l

ooking at him with eyes as calm as a tranquil lake, free from ripples.

“Abigail, why don’t you call me by my name?” Despite his effort to appear at case, his polished acting s

kills displayed cracks in front of her.

“It’s not just about your grandmother’s outfit, is it? Is there something else important?” She did not prov

ide a direct answer.

Both were well aware of the unspoken truth, and there was no need to say it out loud. She did not

blame him but thought it was wise to avoid any future complications with the Pearson Family.