Abby enjoyed her breakfast with her mind and heart in turmoil. What happened in the meeting room yesterday was very unexpected. However, she quickly managed to neutralize the mood that suddenly changed when she saw Sidney's presence, endlessly clinging to Zac's arm. She was annoyed at the intimate scene, which to her seemed excessive and disgusting. The reason was, in that room, there were not only the three of them—if Sidney intended to make her jealous, but there were several others who, in the end, were forced to become spectators. The feeling did not arise because she was jealous. In Abby's eyes, nothing interesting about Zac made her crazy.Although true, Zac was too handsome for any woman to resist—cropped copper-colored hair, sharp yet warm dark gray eyes, and a baritone voice that would probably make girls hold their breath if they heard it. However, none of that mattered to her. She only recognized Zac's good looks but never considered him to be her ty

Zac and Sidney, still on the same topic, argued with each other. Neither of them would budge or agree with the other's wishes. Abby could understand that. If she were Sidney, she would have done the same thing, protecting her boyfriend from other women. It was easy to deduce the purpose of Sidney's stubbornness. She still insisted on investing her shares. Zac, on the other hand, was the opposite. Abby listened to the increasingly complicated argument. She wanted to stop their actions, which were certainly disturbing her peace but was also curious as to how their quarrel would end. After letting her two guests argue, she finally had to make a decision. "Stop it! That's enough. Do you know you're acting like little kids fighting over candy? Shall I give you candy to stop this uproar?" Abby scolded, finally managing to stop the two. Zac looked sharply at her. Determining whose wish she was going to gra

Abby froze at the sound of a voice that was certainly familiar to her. It had been a long day of tears, and now there seemed to be more. "What do you want?" she asked with a hoarse voice and a sad face. It wasn't a look of anger on her face but rather emotion, and there was a hint of annoyance. She wiped away the tears with her fingers. "Abby... are you crying? Hey, you should be happy to hear my voice, not sad." Abby quickly hid her sobs. "I'm not willing to cry over a cowardly man like you." Both of them were silent for a moment, stringing together the longing and memories that had been unraveled and scattered. Now, all the memories of their brief togetherness seemed to come back one by one. Piece by piece. "Did I hurt you?" asked the man on the other side. Abby wanted to nod, but her heart prevented her from giving any reaction. Of course, she was angry and upset. Also hurt. The man had left when she was most in love. "Abby,"

Abby felt like she was out of her mind. She never used to blush so much at any man's attention, but with Ashton, it felt completely different. She could be a different person when she was with him than when alone or with anyone else, except for her family, of course. And Ashton had already earned the same privileges Abby gave her uncles and aunts. Like today, Abby sat across from Ashton, enjoying a romantic dinner at her favorite restaurant. The faces of both of them never stop smiling, as she occasionally threw longing gazes, as did Ashton. Both of them looked drunk with romance. "So ... when can I meet your uncle and aunt?" asked Ashton, almost choking Abby. She did not expect him to discuss the same problem. Even though he had tried to divert the topic so that he would forget, however, he still remembered and asked the question in the end. "for what?" asked Abby, stammering. Luckily, Ashton did not notice the change in his face, which

Alice came to Abby's office after a long absence. She had read the news about the arrival of a young businessman who became Abigail's lover, Ashton. "I didn't realize you already had a boyfriend," Alice commented, which made Abby blush. "Remember, Alice, everything a businessman does is back for business," she said as she poured Alice some coffee. "How have you been after disappearing for so long?" "Oh... you should be able to see for yourself. I just went on a mission. It wasn't easy to find your brother. Whenever I got information on his whereabouts, he disappeared as soon as I arrived. It's bizarre, considering no one recognized him." Abigail was stunned to hear Alice's story. Her hand pouring coffee stayed in place, causing coffee to spill everywhere. "Hey, Abby, your coffee!" Abigail flinched at Alice's warning; as a result, the pot of hot, pitch-black liquid fell to the floor, its contents scattering across the room's carpet.