Chapter 122: Preparations
At L. Moon, an assistant immediately helped Luna with her luggage. Abigail entered her office and gently instructed her assistant, “Remember to grind the coffee beans. We have guests arriving later.”
Luna followed Abigail to the couch, removed her sunglasses, and lay down.
Abigail sat at her desk. “Don’t just lounge around. Organize your documents and go to the bank to apply for a loan. Once we’re through this busy period, we can go on vacation together.”
Luna sat up, ran her fingers through her short hair, and furrowed her brows. “He’s so ruthless toward his wife, just for a mistress,” she said, feeling uncomfortable. Abigail and Sean, a married couple, were on the brink of disaster due to Joan’s actions.
Abigail didn’t respond, but reminded Luna, “Arrange a meeting with the bank, but don’t sign the loan contract immediately. If you qualify, tell them you’ll return in a few days to sign the mortgage. I’ll bring something from home as collateral for you today.”
If Sean targeted L. Moon because of Joan, they needed sufficient funds to operate. Once they weathered this storm and Abigail completed her large project, they would have enough to cover it.
“Okay,” Luna nodded. Walking to the parking lot, sunglasses on, she saw a brand-new Rolls-Royce Phantom pull into a space.
While Abigail prepared in the meeting room, her assistant rushed in excitedly. “Three people have arrived. The lead person’s last name is Booker. There’s also a director, Lewis Francis. Are they our guests?”
“Yes. Please let them in,” Abigail replied.
Moments later, the glass door swung open. A handsome man in a dark blue suit, wearing a gentle smile, entered. He was followed by a slightly chubby middle-aged man, and then a young man in a suit.
“Mr. Booker, long time no see,” Abigail greeted Anthony Booker with a smile.
He smiled, exuding an elegant charm. “Abby, you’re still so formal. Just call me Anthony.”
She smiled politely and gestured for them to sit. “Please, have a seat.” Then, she looked at the kindly man beside Anthony. “Nice to meet you, Director Lewis.”
The four sat down, and the assistant served them coffee.
After the door closed, Abigail spoke. “Director Lewis, we’re truly sorry to trouble Mr. Booker. L. Moon will cooperate fully and ensure the costumes for the production team are of the highest quality.”
Lewis sipped his coffee. “Mr. Booker recommended you personally, so you must be an excellent designer. Besides, L. Moon was already trending on social media because of the recent news.”
Abigail felt embarrassed by the drama, a taboo in their circle. She had anticipated this and reached an agreement with Anthony beforehand, leveraging their friendship to secure the collaboration.
“You’ve seen the contract. If there are no issues, we can sign it now,” Anthony said, changing the subject with a smile. His upturned eyes held admiration.
(The following sentences are repetitive and can be condensed or removed)
/She probably doesn’t know how much praise is being heaped on her online. The part where she cut the dress was so cool! An assistant challenging her boss who once protected her; it was like watching a TV drama, where netizens eagerly awaited the development./
During the contract signing, they didn’t notice the assistant by the window secretly taking a photo of Lewis, inadvertently capturing Abigail and Anthony. She then sent it to her Facebook friends, suppressing her excitement as she ran off.