Abigail Jones Great Pretender Novels & Stories

Kingsley, unaware of our relationship, frowned and was about to reprimand her. But Abby had already started yelling. With disgust on her face, she pointed a finger at me and shouted, "Rebecca, how dare you sneak in here! Do you even know what today is? Oh, I get it—you're here to pretend to be a big shot and scam some money, right?" She turned to the media behind her and dragged me forward to face the live cameras. "Listen up, everyone! This woman is a fraud. She went bankrupt and ran away, and now she has the nerve to try and steal my family's one-million-dollar prize money."

the rep, whose name tag read Sarah, asked with a scowl. “No--” “Unless she was planning to steal it,” Cleo blurted out. It was then that Cleo’s plan became abundantly clear to Abigail, and all she could do was gawk at the manipulating woman. “Ma’am, I’m going to ask you to hand the dress to me,” Sarah said, stretching her hand. “I wasn’t trying to steal the dress,” Abigail snapped, glaring at Cleo. “You despicable, nauseating, manipulating bitch--”

Maxima Davenport didn’t know it yet, but she’d just become the answer to his desperate request, the perfect pretender… She was about to become his perfect fake “Mrs. Right”.

"This is Abigail!" Abigail quickly went up to them. "Pleased to meet you, Mr. Nimone!" Nimone smiled as he gave Abigail a hug. "Pleased to meet you, Mrs. Zane! You're so pretty. You're the prettiest Chrysalian woman I've ever seen." Abigail wanted to explain again. "You're mistaken, Mr. Nimone. I'm Mr. Zane's assistant, Abigail Renee. I'm not his wife, Abigail Renee. We just share the same name."

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All he could do was sit on the throne, have feasts, and whore around—not a king, a nobody. Abigail. She was more than ten years younger than her husband and went out of her way to take care of herself. She had thick black hair, a rat-like face, even if a pretty one, a thin figure—but with all the necessary curves—and wore a magnificent blue dress the same color as her eyes. Inside, however, she was a venomous slut, like a parasitic ivy that attached itself to a person, draining them of their strength, and enveloping them in its deadly embrace—a sundew, a flytrap. Both stared at me with different expressions on their faces.

“You pretend to belong. That’s the deal, right? Fake it till you make it.” I groan. “You make it sound easy.” “Because it is. Walk in there with Adrian, head high, pretend you own three yachts. Smile at cameras like you have nothing to hide. Piece of cake.” “Piece of humiliation cake,” I correct. By Saturday night, I’m zipped into a navy gown borrowed from the Harrington wardrobe team—fabric that shimmers like starlight under our apartment’s weak bulb. Even Maya is speechless for a full ten seconds before whispering, “You look like you were born to ruin billionaires.”

Abigail jumped up and down shrieking with excitement, she was so thrilled to get a call to go and see Jacob, he had not given her much notice but she made sure that she looked good for him. She couldn't believe how quick things were beginning to turn around for her. Finally, he had seen some sense and realised that Abigail was the one for him, not some weak little freak like Mia. Abigail smirked at herself in the mirror and twirled around. She had worn a short strappy red dress and decided to wear her long hair down.

So he had thought that Emily was DeLorna. To achieve this Abigail laced Jefferson's drink to get him drunk and hypnotized him to see Emily as DeLorna and then made them have sex. She was waiting to see the expression that would be on DeLorna's face when she saw her beloved mate with a naked woman on the bed. She wanted her to go to the room but held all the possible impulses. Hearing Abigail's words DeLorna sighed and didn't know what to say. She knew she didn't use to sleep walk but she had no way to refute what Abigail had just said.

"I knew that if I had told you, you would not have helped me and I need all the help I can get." She felt a bit of a betrayal sting inside of her, but she did not get angry at the situation; she would have had her name plastered across the media as a woman who cheats if not for home, so this was a small price she was willing to pay to repay him. "Since you have lured me out here, I guess there is nothing left to do but just accept." "What am I doing?" she asked. "So Abigail wants to take over the company but she is using her son Cael as a disguise; as soon as she can make me and Cade lose rights, I am sure that her motive is to take over."