“Abigail, what in God’s name are you doing here?” I asked, seeing how her staff uniform had now been covered in the drink she slipped, I looked at her, disgusted to be touched by her filth.“Loser, just get out of my face!” I warned yet seeing her in a waitress uniform gave me immeasurable joy, for a second I had thought she would emerge as the heiress.“Don’t make a scene Jenna” Damien said softly as he caught a glimpse of Abigail, her face lowered, strands of her hair at the sides of her face.“Get out of our faces, we’ll deal with you later” I said, pulling Damien’s arm so we could walk closer to the front, now my mind was at ease, this Abigail, the heiress is a different person.“Come on Love” I said to Damien, his eyes fixed on her, I wanted to pull them so far apart and that I’m going to do.“Why do you want to create a scene here?” Damien questioned as he whisked his hand away in the crowd, luckily we were too far from Abigail for her to notice our slight scuffle or for anyone
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