Great Pretender Abby 소설 & 이야기

Gossip hung in the air as I stood just a few steps away from Abby. She looked at me and smiled sweetly. “Oh, it’s Amber. Come, come. I’m delighted you came to congratulate me,” she said, her voice dripping with insincere sweetness. I stepped closer and hugged her, and she leaned in as if she already knew what I wanted to say. “Stop this, Abby, before it’s too late,” I whispered urgently into her ear. She chuckled condescendingly, “Oh, sissy. Are you really that naïve? Did you think you could just tell me to stop and I would? I thought you’d gained some brains after coming to Valeford, but it seems you’ve lost a few.”

Or was it to avenge Abby's cold attitude the other day? Abby pretended to busy herself with a pile of files—which she had actually finished a few hours ago. She was a disciplined leader who would never delay any work. However, for the sake of her plan this time, she was willing to become an actress who played a role with wondrous totality. "Have a seat, Mr. Emerson," Abby greeted, not taking her eyes off the sheet of paper in front of her, though the tail of her eye glanced at Zac's reaction to her formal address.

The room is so quiet I could hear a pin drop. Right now, at this moment, my message is clear—I’m not someone you can ever dismiss or forget. I am Abby, the ex-Luna, the renowned chef, and the woman who just cooked an extravagant three-course meal for a room full of Alphas, yet still had time to dress to kill. Let’s see Gianna, or anyone else for that matter, label that as ‘pathetic.’

The girl chose silence, even though this made her beloved uncle disappointed. "Something must have happened to you and that idiot, because the Abby I know is an independent, intelligent woman who always speaks up about whatever she feels. Are you the same Abby or someone else who pretends to be her? You must return My Precious to me, because she is so precious and can never be replaced." “Uncle G, this is me. I am the real Abigail Laurentia Verz. No one pretends to be me."

I’ve also heard that Abby likes to target wealthy, married men twice her aged. Abby would seduce them, then pretend to be trapped in an illicit relationship, and threaten them with infidelity. Abby is very cunning; she’s that kind of woman. “That’s your responsibility,” I said, returning her glance. “You made a mistake, and you’re responsible for the consequences.” The elevator doors opened, and I stepped out first, but Abby wouldn’t let me go. She’d protested like this almost every morning. She grabbed my arm, holding me back. “Today is the last day! Have you found a solution? Stop playing with me, Irina, before you regret dealing with me,” she said.

An older accountant pretended to read an email but didn't. “I did not know everything,” Abigail said, lowering her voice. Freeda’s remained level, unwavering. “You knew enough.” “I knew he was angry,” Abigail said. “I knew he was trying to save face. I did not know it had gone this far.” Freeda watched her carefully, the white dress, the careful makeup, the soft eyes. Everything about Abigail screamed performance. A different genre now: less mistress, more woman trying to escape a storm she had chosen to linger in.

“I can’t believe that woman! What the hell does she know about anything?” “Well, I remember Christian saying she was a genius, so she probably knows a lot,” Gabe replied, trying to keep his cool. He knew that this was going to be a long night. Abby was one of those people that could go on and on with her temper when she was set off. He didn’t really want to deal with her attitude for the night. “Really?” Abby asked as she glared at him, “You are going to take her side?” “Well, Abby, you weren’t exactly nice to her from the start.” Gabe said, “It isn’t like she actually said anything that wasn’t true either. I do know that you and Beth buy the clothes and resell them. It isn’t like there is a

So instead of falling into her trap, Pari continued devouring the food as if Abby didn't exist. "I've never seen someone being so shameless. I can't believe Ian can't see through your cunning plans. Ian deserves someone better, in fact the best one and that's me.. Have you seen the paparazzi photos of me and Ian? That's how a couple need to look. You still have a chance, if money is your need, I can pay you. Just walk out of his life and you'll be rich overnight. Heartbreaks are common for Ian. He can get over it within no time. I'll be there for him. So… what do you say? Quote your amount, don't worry about anything else" Abby thought manipulating a girl like Pari wouldn't be a hard task. S

To Abby's (short for Abigail) prosperity, Annie glimpsed that handsome-looking man, Duri, coming towards them. "Your last chance is coming to you," Annie whispered and left without even exposing Duri, who almost approached them. "Abby," His plucky, lovely voice earned Abby's attention right away. "Senior?" She stammered her Irish didn't find a spot to stay still. Observing her flutter-scattering face, he queried concernedly, "Did anything bother you?" Abby shifted her glance to Annie, who was encouraging her to hide behind the pushes. Abby stood up. Landing her gaze on the sandy ground, she proposed, "Do you have feelings for me?" Looking up at him steadily, she corrected, "Do you see me as

“A wonderful evening to everyone, I would like to dedicate this song to all. Abby (Alexis in disguise), starts to sing. She put on her wigs so Debbie can’t recognize her. She went to Debbie’s table. Debbie is surprise and she can’t help laughing. ‘You are funny, Alexis? Abby to Debbie, ‘My heart leads me here; can you be my Valentine for tonight?’ Debbie is nervous. ‘Uh, okay since your funny dear, I will be yours for tonight only.’ Abby whispers, ‘Can I take you to the stage and dance with me?’ She grabs Debbie’s hand and flinches to dance. Abby whispers to Debbie, ‘I like you.’ Debbie is nervous but at the same time is happy. Abby to Debbie; ‘Can you answer me now? Can I court you? Debbie