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Abigail took subtle steps into her office. She was surprisingly very early and everyone that was at work before she came had to hide away from plain sight just to stay off her path. Apparently, no one wanted to be the scapegoat of the day.She had a few files she needed to submit to the board of directors that afternoon, so she had to get everything ready on time. On getting to her office, she saw that her secretary wasn't there yet. Her face wrinkled, stumped by the absence of her own secretary.She caught on to something. Walter, her direct secretary, does not come to work at the designated time he had always signed in, and it was already a little late past that time. She was determined to make him pay for fooling her. She can't afford to be trampled upon, and definitely not by a man!She opened the door to her office and settled in. She specifically hired a man to be her secretary to show that women can also rule the world and men are absolutely not needed for anything. It was fun

The rest of the drive to Abigail's Grandmother's mansion was slow. She was a little extra careful now in case any other stupid person decided to head first into the traffic again. She wasn't about to be responsible for someone's death, and she definitely didn't want a lawsuit in her hands right now. Stephanie, her lawyer, would definitely freak out.As she drove into the driveway of her Grandma's mansion, she spotted Maurice and Elise running towards her. They must have been watching her from the window."Mama.” They both called out to her as they ran towards her, their hands wide open for a hug. All the stress of the day faded away as she felt the ardentcy of her girls' embrace."You are late again?" Maurice protested."I'm sorry my loves. Mama was in a meeting she couldn't get out of. But I got you some chocolates and gummy worms." She brought out the bags from the back seat of her car. They both snatched it from her, leaping around her excitedly."Where is your brother?" Abigail loo

Walter walked into Abigail's office with a suitcase that unmistakably belonged to Stephanie. Abigail's lawyer."How's my favorite client doing." Stephanie sauntered in wearing her signature bright coloured suit. She was wearing a Yellow suit this time and somehow still managed to look good in it. Her red curls were packed in a low ponytail."Hey Stephanie!""Now tell me, what have you done now?""What's that supposed to mean?"Abigail protested. Stephanie was one of the handful of people Abigail loved and respected. "Well the only time you call these days is to get you out of some trouble, you got yourself into and most time it's trouble you cause on your own" "Accusations!""...That are true!Abigail smiled from ear to ear, she loved their little banter. Abigail met Stephanie in college, she was a sorority girl, with the biggest crowd in campus. They had met at a party and Stephanie saved her from a possible sexual assault. A bunch of people hated Abigail at that time, and some b

Abigail admired the sun through her amber tinted sunglasses. She was on the rooftop of her favorite restaurant. It had been ages since she went out just by herself without the kids and truth be told she had not really planned to go anywhere after she finished from work, her plan was to pick up her kids from Maya, then tuck them into bed and reward herself with a relaxing bath in her Jacuzzi. But when Stephanie came barging into her office with a promise of sponsoring her lunch she couldn't exactly refuse. Taking her champagne from the table She took a small sip and proceeded to bask in the sun. She turned as she heard footsteps to see Stephanie walking back to their table. "You took a while in there. Got lost?" "I was there for 5 minutes!" Stephnanie countered, smoothing her short skirt before taking her seat. "Nope, you left at about 5:19 , its 5:31." "Oh my God, no wonder your workers can't stand you, you are a fucking control freak." Stephanie yelled throwing hee hands up

A bouquet of flowers arrived at Abigail Weston's office on Monday morning. She was busy getting ready for the monthly board meeting when Walter burst into her office holding a huge rose bouquet that covered his face and almost the top half of his body. He was doing his best not to look surprised at what he was carrying as he placed the flowers on a brown marble table close to the entrance."This came for you ma'am." Abigail looked at the bouquet of flowers as if any moment it would sprout out snakes and bite her. "For me?" She questioned, her tone flat. She was still staring cautiously at the flowers."Who are they from?""A Mr Marcel Williams Ma." Walter read the card out loud.Walter handed the card to her and Abigail took it, dismissing Walter.*Start your week with a bouquet of flowers and enjoy good fortune.* Abigail's brows furrowed in confusion. What did that even mean?? She thought.A tiny piece of paper fell from the card and she bent to pick it up. "In honor of our contrac