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This way, she could silence any future whispers about Johann favoring connections over competence. Abigail's success in screenwriting could be attributed to her natural talent or her commitment to learning. Her scripts were well-received, earning accolades from most of her team. The high quality of her work even attracted those who, unaware of her influential background, attempted to steal her script for their own gain. Thankfully, someone intervened in time to thwart these opportunists.

Girls sitting there started leaving muttering to themselves for losing the opportunity of meeting the handsome CEO. *** James handed over a file to Hunter Levisay, “This has got everything on Abigail Mason. But I will tell you the summary, sir.” Hunter was going through the pages when his assistant started telling him, “Abigail is 22. Used to live with her stepmom and sister after her father’s demise. She was about to get married to her childhood sweetheart but he cheated on her and was found with her stepsister in a very … umm … indecent condition.

She took the glass of water from her, she couldn't help but wonder how much she heard of her conversation with Toothless now better known as Thomas. "You heard that." Her voice came out small and was shaky from the crying. "My work here is to look after your well-being and not to listen in on private conversations." She had heard everything then. "He seemed like a nice young man," Abigail said more to herself than anyone else in the room. That's what scared her, it was easier when she had been dealing with Toothless, he could dismiss him as useless but Thomas Tinkle was a whole different genre of a man. The more people knew about her baby's father, the easier it was going to be for Nickolas

"Can I... buy you a cup of coffee?" - Abigail disguised herself, wearing a baseball cap and large sunglasses. Dressed casually in a T-shirt and jeans, she blended in with the crowd, appearing no different from an ordinary person. Accompanied by her assistant, she casually entered the Thompsons' Supremacy Building and positioned themselves in a corner of the lobby. "Ms. Abigail, the intern is currently working on the film studio project. I've heard she's hardworking and well-liked. By the way, she studies architectural design and has published several theses, earning numerous scholarships..."

Abigail answered honestly and matter-of-factly. Elizabeth continued staring at her, examining Abigail from head to toe. “Your daughter, you say? Where is she now? And where is your husband?” “I’m a single mother, ma’am,” Abigail replied curtly, reluctant to discuss her personal life any further. “Abigail is staying here to keep Edward and me company. This house is far too large for just the two of us,” Nora interjected, guiding her mother toward the sofa in the family room. Edward, Christina, and Abigail followed quietly behind them. “Abigail also works with Mrs. Maddock at the fabric shop. And her cookies are incredibly popular around here.”

In another part of the city, Carmen sat in her chair, Thomas standing silently at her side with a notebook in his hand. “She returned home safely,” Thomas reported. “Maya with her. They met Luke. Nothing else.” Carmen smiled faintly, sipping from her glass of wine. “Good. Keep watching.” “Yes, Madam.” When Thomas left, Carmen sat alone, her thoughts weaving like fine threads. Abigail was safe today. She was strong with Luke. But Carmen knew no one could be guarded all the time. And she would be there, waiting, for the moment Abigail was not.

Abigail Liliana tilted her head. “I’m only impressed, Abigail. Really, I am.” Her voice took on a thoughtful quality. “I didn’t think you had it in you. All these years playing the good little wife, the gentle Remington daughter inlaw, the dependable daughter and sister… what was it that broke you, and has got you playing dirty just like us?.”

as usual. "You're right," Abigail said quietly. Vanessa blinked, confused. "What?" "I said you are right," Abigail repeated, raising her voice louder, "I don't have proper education. I have no career. My father is a gambling addict who used me as collateral to save his own miserable life." She paused, and let the ugly truth sit there in the open. After all it was indeed her shame to bear. "But," Abigail continued, her brown eyes blazing with a fierce fire. "I'm also the woman Grey chose to marry when he needed credibility for the courts. It's because of me this household kept running for three years while he rebuilt his empire legally."

And it made her stayed only outside. After the unacceptable things she said to Mathilda, that she only mouthed because she was caught in the moment, and after her petty fight with Agnes, that she then again did not intend, Abigail was now thinking that she could never redeemed herself. And so, she unknowingly kept being the person they thought she was. Changed. But she thought she did better for she took Linda under her wings. She kept listening to her sisters, and she imagined that she was actually beside them. It made her smile.

Just imagining herself acting so hyper is tiring her out already. She shook her head and decided to do her morning routine already. After that, she decided to went outside the room and explore the house. Abigail lives alone on a cozy condominium. Her parents is living on the states while she was alone in this country to be an independent daughter. They are actually financially stable that's why Abigail often helps Thallia when she needs it. But most of the time, Thallia declines her help because she wants to do it on her own hands and hard work.