73- Hunter's response

Breathe Abigail. Breathe. Inhale. Exhale. Good girl.

She was standing before the giant door at the end of the corridor. The guard checked her invitation and ushered her in.

The moment she entered the door she raised her chin, straightened her posture, and managed a confident grin on her face.

Men started checking her out with interest but Abigail did not seem to notice them. She was looking for the one and only.

Her eyes were combing the crowd around her when suddenly her eyes fell on a group of men. He was there, with his back towards her.

She could easily recognize him anywhere maybe because of his distinguished height and broad shoulders.

His shoulder blades tensed a bit under his jacket sensing her presence. He gradually turned around with a wine glass in his hand and could not control the gasp escaping his lips.

There stood his wife.

Well! Seemed like his wife.

This was not his usual coffee girl.

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