Abigail Jones Great Pretender Novels & Stories

The Solution There was a brief pause on the line before he spoke again. “Credibility,” Kyle said. “You need a version of events that people will believe in. Something that reframes the situation entirely.” I knew what he meant. What I needed was a new narrative, something I would be able to control. Despite everything, my mind started working through different options and outcomes automatically. None of them clean nor certain, but then, something else surfaced, something uninvited. A conversation from the day before. It’s time, Gabriel. You need to get married.

I heard Ethan say and I stiffened refusing to look back at him not until he touched me. His hand was on mine which was resting on the chair. “Are you alright, Alexandra?” He whispered, leaning closer. My heart began pounding. “I uh… yes” I managed to stutter, avoiding his gaze. He kept looking at me with such intensity in his eyes and I realized I was looking into the eyes of someone who has spent all his life pretending. The look in his eyes to deceive passersby was something that came easy to him, he didn't need to do much. He was used to pretending but in this case… I didn't appreciate it because I was fooled too by it.

Maria and Daniel arriving together. His hand at her back. Her smiling. The headlines were shifting. Less question. More assumption. He stared at the screen for a while. Didn’t say anything. Then he locked his phone and set it down. “Fake dating,” he said quietly. Still— The image didn’t leave. ⸻ Back at the auction, Daniel leaned slightly closer. “You’re doing well.” “At pretending?” “Yes.” I glanced at him. “For someone who doesn’t believe in relationships, you’re very convincing.”

Abigail, her friend, looked beautiful in a white dress. It had a Sabrina neckline with straps on each shoulder. The bottom reached her ankles, and when she walked, the dress swayed along with her. Abigail always looked beautiful in Haisley's eyes. She was a friendly and brilliant girl with occasionally crazy ideas. No one would think that at her teenage age, she was already skilled at matchmaking – even though her own love story never succeeded because the only one she loved until now was Gilbert. And no one knew that, even at her young age, Abigail was already good at making money. Clearly, she would become a wealthy woman someday.

"I don't understand the act of being a low profile at first by starting in a low position. For what? Trying to show everyone that she's humble and kind? Now, the real her is finally showing. She's nothing but a fake attention seeker bitch!" My fist clenched after hearing those words from Abigail. The girl had always been polite and kind to my face. I never suspected she felt this way. She was sweet to everyone; who would think she'd talk like that? She was even one of the people in the office I treated as a friend besides Rica. It never occurred to me she was irritated and disgusted with me. I guess some people are masters of pretense. Why do I always attract these kinds of people?

" I said, grinning. *** ABIGAIL Thank God I never thought everything would go smoothly with Matthew. I think he's as bad as I thought. He seems kind. Now, I didn't regret he's the one I stole a picture with. Maybe he understands me; that's why he agreed with this fake boyfriend thing. I'm so thankful to him. I owe him this favor even though he didn't voice out that he agreed with this, but at the same time, he also didn't disagree with it, and he didn't tell Cora and Mia about it earlier. I smiled and lay down on my bed. Matthew, his name is Matthew. I like his name and his smile, and at the same time, he's very handsome. How do we act as boyfriend and girlfriend at school? Should I hug him?

Samantha said. Abigail wanted to say something but was cut off by her words. “I won’t take no as an answer,” she said. Abigail knew if she says she mean it. She just shook her head. Manipulating was her best skill. She will do that if things get out of hand. Abigail went to take a shower. She wore long yellow checkered cotton pants with a white shirt. Anything would go with white. After that, she had breakfast with Samantha. Samantha was adamant about taking her to the office, which Abigail hate. She tried to look into her eyes and manipulate her but it didn’t work.

Kalyan devised the plan. “We even have a helping character with us.” Vikesh added and I smiled realizing who is it. “Her Mentor!” Rakesh and I said at the same time and we both cleared our throats to ignore the awkward moment. “They are returning and look at the way they are flirting. It should be settled today.” Vikesh whispered and we all stopped discussing. As Abhi is trying to take the popcorn she just bought from her hands, Mihira is dodging his hands while glaring at him. Are they actually flirting? I thought and glanced at Vikesh with a doubtful look and I found Rakesh showing the same expression.

Gina was also stunned, "Abigail? So it was you who did this mischief!" She suddenly realized and her voice transmitted through the microphone to everyone's ears, "I got it! It must have been you impersonating Peyton, exposing me to Ms. Haynes. Ms. Haynes is kind-hearted and believed your nonsense!" After all, no one had ever seen Peyton, so if Abigail pretended to be her, it wouldn't be impossible!

"Call the cops? Go ahead." I pulled out my phone and handed it to him. "You have me arrested, and the whole city instantly finds out Cassandra ditched her marriage and hired a body double." "The great heir to the Sinclair Group, played for a fool by a knockoff this whole time." "I've even got the headline ready: 'SHOCKER: Billionaire Heir Falls Victim to Body-Double Honey Trap. Is This the Twisting of Human Nature, or the Collapse of All Morality?!'" Julian took a deep breath, the vein on his forehead twitching.