100 Days to Seduce the Devil

Day Thirty-Eight…

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Celeste and Helena turned in Abigail's direction, not expecting that someone would suddenly barge in without asking Celeste's permission.

Aside from meeting Nathan Sparks, Helena went there to offer a project to Celeste. AMB Diamond Corporation wanted to expand their business by building a branch store here in Country M. They wanted to collaborate with Celeste, the new rising designer.

Helena's eyes scanned Abigail from top to bottom. 'Can't she see that we are in a meeting here?' Helena thought to herself. She restrained herself from reprimanding Abigail for her rude behavior.

On the other hand, Celeste just gave Abigail a questioning look. "What do you need… Miss?" She didn't recognize her because of Abigail's disguise. She was wearing a wig. She applied makeup that would hide her real face.

But the moment Celeste saw Ana and Santra standing behind Abigail's back, she realized that the woman before her was none other than Abigail Scarlett, her muse.

She was a fan of Abigail. She would like Abigail to wear her creations and become her muse, her model… the ambassador of her designs!

Celeste's expression softened and she greeted Abigail warmly. "Oh, you are here. I already prepared the dresses for you. You can try them on in the changing room!"

"Who is she? Care to introduce her to me?" Helena butted in, politely asking Celeste. She was curious about who the newcomer was.

Helena flashed her charming smile, greeting Abigail. She seemed to be a kindhearted and sweet woman who was friendly and approachable.

But Abigail just lifted her eyebrow, giving Helena a cold shoulder. Abigail didn't have any plan of acting friendly in front of Helena. She saw her as her rival. She was still annoyed whenever she would remember the scene wherein Nathan hugged Helena during their first meeting.

'This woman has a strong backup. Nathan's father is rooting for her to be his son's wife.' A hint of jealousy flashed through Abigail's eyes as she looked at Helena.

"Helena, this is Abi… my muse! Abi, this is Helena, a director of AMB Diamond Corporation." Celeste introduced the two women to each other. She didn't know why but she felt the heavy tension between the two ladies.

'Why do I feel like Abigail doesn't like Helena? Does she know her?'

"Have you met before?" Celeste added, asking the two ladies. She smiled awkwardly at them. Then she tossed a look at Ana and Santra, asking them to say something.

But Ana and Santra refused to interrupt and join the conversation when they noticed the grumpy mood on Abigail's face. They could feel the chilly aura emanating from her.

Abigail smiled faintly at Celeste and responded, "Yes. I saw her before." She managed to conceal her negative emotions.

Helena was taken aback for a moment. "Really? I think this is the first time I met you. This is only the third day of my stay here. You must have mistaken me for someone else."

"Anyway. It's my pleasure to meet you, Miss Abi." Helena extended her right hand to offer a handshake.

Abigail looked at Helena's hand as she contemplated for a moment. After a while, Abigail finally accepted Helena's hand, shaking it but at the same time, squeezing it tightly. "Nice meeting you too, Helena." Abigail put on a fake smile.

Helena flinched when Abigail tightened her grip on her hand, a deep crease appearing on her forehead. 'Ouch! Her tight grip is hurting my hand.'

When she looked at Abigail, she saw her taunting smile. 'She is intentionally doing this to me… to provoke me.'

Helena was about to complain when Abigail finally released her hand. Abigail felt satisfied seeing the annoyed expression in Helena's eyes.

She could tell that Helena was trying to keep her cool, not showing any unwanted behaviors in front of Celeste and other people.

"I'm sorry to interrupt the two of you. I just got so excited to see those pretty creations of yours," Abigail apologized to Celeste.

She had to admit that it was impolite of her to barge in, interrupting the two. Now, she confirmed that Helena was there. What a small word?!

"It's okay. We are done discussing the project proposal. I'm glad that you are here. As my muse, you will also hold a major role in this collaboration." Celeste tapped Abigail's shoulder, hooking her arm around her elbow.

Abigail sized Helena up, assessing her physical appearance and figure. She couldn't help but compare her to Abigail's appearance.

'She is pretty with smooth fair skin… but mine… I mean the real Abigail… has a much more delicate skin. She might be stunning but I am fiercer than her. I am taller than her. She is slender… but I am more huggable than her.'

"I understand, Celeste. It will be my pleasure working with both of you," Abigail said meaningfully.

"But may I request something?" she asked, darting her gaze back and forth between Helena and Celeste.

"Sure. You can tell me anything, dear," Celeste responded cheerfully.

"Can I talk to Miss Helena… alone?"

Everyone fell silent when they heard that. Ana, Santra, and Celeste watched Abigail, puzzled. Even Helena was wondering why Abigail wanted to talk to her.

"Ahem… why do you wanna talk to her?" Celeste asked Abigail with intrigue.

"It's something personal."

Ana and Santra met each other's gazes, shrugging their shoulders. They didn't know why Abigail was acting strangely today.

"Okay. Let's talk." Helena gave her consent. She glanced at the three women and advised them, "Ladies, can you leave us for a moment?"

Helena, Santra, and Ana could only bob their heads before turning to leave. They closed the door, wondering what Abigail and Helena would talk about.

As they were left alone, Abigail finally confronted Helena. "I will not beat around the bush. I am here to talk to you about Nathan Sparks."

The subtle smile on Helena's face disappeared at the mention of Nathan's name. Now, she became more curious about this woman Abi. For some unknown reason, this woman reminded her of someone she knew.

"How do you know Nate?" Helena asked Abigail with a deep frown on her face.

Abigail crumpled her face the moment Helena called Nathan's nickname endearingly. She seemed like it was just natural for her to call Nathan by that name.

'What?! Are they close enough for her to call him Nate?!' Abigail balled her fingers into fists.

"He is my boyfriend," Abigail lied without batting an eyelid. "He is my Man," she reiterated.

'Damn it! Why do I sound like Veronica?!' Abigail scolded herself inwardly. She sounded like a legal wife confronting her husband's mistress.

Meanwhile, Helena glanced at her with disbelief. She had the urge to burst into a peal of laughter. She gave Abigail an 'are-you-kidding-me' look. Of course, she didn't believe her.

"I don't think so. Nate never mentioned anything about his girlfriend when we went on a date. He is definitely single and available. You are lying." Helena flashed a faint smile on her face.

"Don't worry. I am not asking you to stay away from Nathan. I'm just giving you a heads-up. I don't want you to have false hope and end up crying in the end." Abigail let out a soft giggle, winking at her with her overbearing confidence.

Helena fell silent, a cold glint flashing through her eyes. She hated Abigail's guts! She just declared to her that Nathan belonged to her. Abigail was marking her territory!