Evil Abigail
Chapter 47 Evil Abigail
DS FASHION HOUSE, LOS ANGELES.
Abigail stared at the design boldly shining down upon her face. She scoffed in distaste, it still irks her at the thought that Darby was ever able to achieve this much in five years. She is definitely a lucky bitch no doubt. Even if her father hadn’t promised her any money, she would have gladly volunteered to cause trouble for her without any complaint. It had taken her a while to get Darby’s work place. The Forbes magazine and google map did help, but she still considered it quite stressful. Exhaling, she entered the space and headed towards the receptionist.
Jenna held up a warming smile. “Good afternoon, ma’am. Welcome to DS Fashion House.”
“Thank you. I will like to check around.”
“Sure, ma’am. Take your time.” Jenna said, ushering her to the display of clothes. She doubted the young lady’s intention due to the snide expression on her face but she didn’t want to be quick to judge and decided to watch the camera closely instead.
Walking cautiously, Abigail grinned to herself. No doubt Darby definitely outdid herself with row of dinner dresses and different clothes that any woman would die to have. Her eyes landed on an emerald dress with a slit. She smirked to herself, she would definitely take it with her. Darby wouldn’t dare to say no.
Irene stretched out her neck from the row of dress she was arranging for delivery. “Hello, ma’am. How can we help you?”
Abigail scoffed. “You can’t do anything to help me girl. Get me Darby.” She ordered.
“Who are you?”
“Are you trying to act up with an attitude? Do you even know who I am?”
“How would I know if you won’t introduce yourself and demand to meet with my boss out of the blue. How did you get in here?”Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.
“You are so going to lose your job, I will ensure that. Get me Darby, now!” Abigail hollered.
“What’s going on?” Pamela inquired walking towards them.
Irene sucked her teeth, “I don’t know who this lady is to think she can just waltz in here and order me around. She even said I will lose my job.”
Pamela huffed. “Why is she here, Irene?”
“To see madam Darby and I doubt if she has an appointment. I don’t know why Jenna let her in.” She replied.
Abigail did the tsk tsk sound. “Why would I need an appointment when Darby is my sister!” She announced.
The ladies gasped out. “We are so sorry ma’am. We didn’t know that.” Irene mused, cursing under her breath. “Please come sit, I will get her to you now.”
“No, show me her office.” She demanded.
Pamela exchanged a look with Irene. “Ma’am, she is quite busy.”
“Are you deaf that I am her sister?” Abigail blurted. “You know what? Get out of my way!”
“What’s going on here?” Darby’s voice brought everything to a halt. When her eyes met with Abigail’s it felt like everything went red. She had stepped out because of the noise she was hearing and didn’t expect to see Abigail.
“Ah, there she is. The girl of the hour.” Her sister snickered in jest.
“What are you doing here?” Darby gritted.
Irene made a signal to Pamela for them to leave.
Abigail smacked her lips making her way to the couch. “Shouldn’t you at least welcome me, sister? It’s been half a decade since I last saw you. I am surprised you made all of this while you were gone. I bet you landed yourself another rich kid aside Leo.”
“Get out of my store right this minute, Abigail.” Darby gritted trying to keep her anger at bay. Seeing Abigail brought back memories of all the spiteful things she did to her. And she didn’t forget that it was all because of her overtly jealous sister that she missed her chance with Leo and was forced to run away.
She crossed her legs leaning further into the couch. “Hell no. I am not going anywhere. So, did you get rid of the bastard you were carrying then or you birthed it? I want to believe no man in his right mind will take you in with such shameful pregnancy. Forbes mentioned that you have a son. Impressive.”
Striding towards her with a raging anger, Darby clenched her fist. “If you don’t want to lose a tooth, I will advice you leave my son out of that stinky mouth of yours. I don’t want to have anything to do with you or anyone in relation to you.”
Abigail swallowed hard, she tried to hide the fear that enveloped her. She was worried that her pretty face might lose shape if Darby’s fist lands on it. Composing herself she held her gaze squarely. “Well, deny it as much as you want. You do have my parents, especially my father to thank for the life that you have now. It’s best if you do what is right by coming to pay homage.”
Darby scoffed in disbelief, laughing hysterically. “You must really be a very stupid person to think you can threaten me to do anything for you. I don’t owe any of you anything. So get out of here before I have you thrown out. I won’t repeat myself.”
To Darby’s surprise, Abigail stood up with a smirk on her face. “Is that what you think? I will give you another day to think about it and come back here to listen to whatever you deem fit to give to my father and our family at large for keeping up with a bastard like yourself. I don’t think it would be nice if the tabloids find out that their refined stylist and role model isn’t as pure as they thought her to be. See you soon, sister. I hope you would offer me some refreshments next time I come.” She giggled evilly as she walked away.
Darby staggered into the couch, she breathed heavily as she gripped the edge of the couch. She had thought her mother’s presence was nothing to worry about, but knowing how devious Abigail is it won’t be surprising that she would do something crazy. She almost didn’t believe Leo about the truth of their break up, but seeing Abigail now the truth is glaring. Why does everything have to go south whenever she is settling into a new found happiness? It felt like her Forbes feature was a curse as it has done nothing but opened up her old wounds and brought back the people who are only out to ruin her.
Irene rushed towards Darby, worried at the pale look on her face. “Are you okay, ma’am? She said she was your sister that was why we allowed her in. Should we have thrown her out?” She rambled.
Darby raised a dismissive hand. “No, it’s okay, please get me some lemonade.” She said standing up.
“Okay ma’am.” Irene replied running off to the break room.
Making her way back to the office, Darby chewed on her lips. Shutting her eyes tightly as she got in, she concentrated on her breath by tuning out all of the noise around her, just like Zac had thought her. When Darby started working with him, she had told him her story and it affected her views towards getting work done because she believed she might never amount to anything and would never be accepted.
But Zac had a different opinion and told her she can be anything she puts her mind to. And no one, not even her parents and family can define who and what she would become. Reminding herself of how far she had come. Darby opened her eyes with a new flow of energy. She would be damned to fall for any threat that comes from Abigail or her father.
They would have to jump the sea to see her bend. Not when she has Sinclair to look after.