Mask-themed party

Third POV

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So far so good, one month has passed and Abigail has been living peacefully in Henry's mansion.

Her body had recovered and she was now feeling a lot more better.

Henry, being the overprotective man that he is wouldn't let Abigail go as far as the Kitchen without appointing countless guards to follow her.

Tonight was the fourth anniversary of the Brundeen's group, it was held in one of the most exquisite hotels in the country.

A lot of prominent figures were invited and even some managed to get in only because of the powerful connections that they had.

The party had already started and Abigail's heart hammered in her chest, she looked over to see Henry with his shiny blue mask on his face, making him look like a sexy devil.

The mask matched perfectly with his navy blue suit, there was no doubt that it was worth a fortune.

Abigail slipped the silk mask over her head, her fingers skillfully tying the bow at the back. She adjusted it carefully, making sure it was secure but