Chapter 1345

Recently, Abigail had been bombarded with annoying calls—everything from nanny services to early education programs. It was as if her private information was completely exposed in this era of extensive data sharing. Assuming it was just another sales call, she had initially ignored it. But then, the same number called back. Telemarketers did not usually try twice, so this time, Abigail picked up. "Hello," she greeted. Much to her surprise, the voice on the other end was Jane's. "Abigail, it's me. Can we meet?" Even with their somewhat strained past, Abigail responded with courtesy, since Jane sounded polite. "What brings you to call me?" Jane's voice, full of politeness, filled the phone line again. "I've done some wrong things to you before, and now I want to say sorry in person. I'm right now at the coffee shop outside the north gate of your villa area. Can you come?" Abigail checked the time; it was nearing 8:00 p.m., and snow was falling outside, making it inconvenient. "Let's