100 Days to Seduce the Devil

Day Thirty-Five…

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Abigail couldn't fathom why Nathan agreed to the arranged marriage proposed by his father. It was so unlikely of him to allow his father to dictate what he should do with his personal life.

'Did he see the woman's photo? Perhaps, the woman looks like his deceased lover, Monica?' Abigail could only speculate in her mind.

"Miss Abi… don't take it to the heart. My Dad might have a reason for accepting this marriage proposal. I will find out what happened." Little Ethan continued consoling Abigail. He could tell that Abigail was upset with this discovery.

Abigail could only sigh before nodding her head. As long as Nathan was not yet married, she could still continue her mission.

"Do you like my Dad, Miss Abi? Do you want to stop him from marrying another woman?" Little Ethan directly confronted Abigail. He must know what she truly felt for his father. He was rooting for them. But what if Abigail had feelings for another guy? He wanted to make sure that Abigail's affection was only for his father.

Abigail fell silent for a moment. She couldn't find the right word to answer his question. She was pursuing Nathan because of her mission, not because she had feelings for him. Could she tell a lie? No! Not in front of this innocent young boy.

"Are you not sure about your feelings for my Dad?" Ethan threw a follow-up question. For some unknown reason, he felt anxious. What if Abigail would give up on his dad right away, without putting up a fight?

Abigail smiled at him faintly. She cupped Ethan's small yet fluffy face and said, "I like your Dad. I don't know if this feeling can be considered love… but one thing is for sure… As of this moment, I don't want him to marry another woman… I don't want to see him with another woman. So, my answer is YES. I want to stop him from marrying anyone… especially the woman whom your grandfather set him up."

Ethan grinned broadly, his eyes sparkling with joy. He loved Abigail's sincere answer. He could feel it. She wasn't lying because she looked straight into his eyes while saying those words.

"Alright, Miss Abi. I will help you."

But Abigail shook her head. "No, Ethan. I have to do this myself. I don't want to use you just to win your father's affection. I want to do this on my own. I would like to see if Nathan will fall for me… for who I am."

"But… if my strategy won't work, I will definitely ask for your help, my little angel," Abigail added, winking at him.

Ethan bobbed his head frantically. "Yes, Miss Abi! Just tell me anytime. By the way, do you have plans for tomorrow?"

"Yes. I will follow your Dad secretly. I want to see the woman first. The best strategy to win is to know your enemy first!" Abigail raised her fist, her eyes gleaming with determination.

"I will take note of that, Miss Abi!" Ethan grabbed his phone and typed Abigail's remarks.

Abigail let out a soft giggle and stroked Ethan's hair. He was such a sweet boy!

"Ethan, let's talk about this later. For now, I have to leave and meet my manager."

After saying goodbye to Ethan, Abigail and her new bodyguard left the Sparks Mansion. Chantha was still taking care of Axel so Nathan assigned a new bodyguard for Abigail temporarily while Chantha was not around.

Abigail reached their meeting place after fifteen minutes. It was her old apartment. The reporters were no longer lurking around the vicinity so it was safe to go there without being spotted by reporters and paparazzi.

When Abigail alighted from the car, her eyes caught a glimpse of someone. Just a few meters away from the gate of her apartment, she saw a rider. She had seen that motorcycle as they traversed through the city a while ago.

'That guy… Is he following me?' Abigail's instinct kicked in. That rider didn't escape her observant eyes. When the rider caught her looking in his direction, the man just simply started his motorcycle and left the area.

Abigail frowned as she watched the rider. She immediately took note of the plate number of the motorcycle.

"Miss Abi, is there something wrong? What are you looking at in that direction?" the bodyguard asked Abigail when she didn't move from her current spot.

"Oh, it's nothing," Abigail said before turning around. Ana and Santra were already in the house. They already cleaned it since the house hadn't been occupied for the past month. The house was full of dust. They also did some laundry, replacing the curtains and linens.

Ana and Santra were resting and having cold drinks when Abigail entered the apartment.

"Abi! You are finally here. We missed you! What are you up to lately? You didn't even message me… your own manager!" Ana complained immediately.

"I just got busy lately. I'm sorry. Don't be upset, Ana," Abigail softly said, coaxing her manager.

Santra, on the other hand, put down her glass of juice and approached Abigail. She wrapped her arms around her as she greeted her. "Welcome back! This is our apartment! I hope you can remember some of our memories together here… in this house!"

They still believed that Abigail had selective amnesia. She might remember some but she couldn't remember everything.

"Don't worry about me. I will remember everything little by little. For now, just bear with me."

Santra pulled Abigail towards the couch, making her sit.

"We have good news for you!" Santra excitedly blurted out, not waiting for Ana.

"Good news? About what?" Abigail darted her gaze back and forth between her assistant and her manager.

"A big guy offered a project to our CEO… and they want you to be the female lead for this new drama. It looks like the sponsor is a big fan of yours. He is willing to invest One Hundred Million dollars in this movie." Ana informed Abigail about the good news.

"A big fan of mine? A guy willing to invest one hundred million dollars in my movie? Who is this guy?" Abigail asked Ana. She was surprised to know that the real Abigail had a big shot fan.

"Our CEO didn't disclose his identity yet. But he told us that the investor will also attend the Star Gala Night. You have to prepare yourself and meet your big-shot fan!"

"Is he an old man?" Abigail asked again, having her suspicion. "I will reject that project if I find out that this investor has an ill motive towards me."

Santra and Ana both laughed at her last statement. "You are truly Abigail Scarlett. Even if you forgot some of your memories, you also act like your usual self."

"You always refused an indecent proposal from investors before…" Santra added, her eyes shining with admiration for her.

Abigail just shrugged her shoulders. "Hmm. I know my limits. I won't sell my body just for fame. I am an actress and I love my work." Abigail thought that the real Abigail would say these words. She knew that the real Abigail was a decent woman. She was glad that her soul was transferred to this body.

"Now, let's start studying. I brought the photo album and the profile of the people you must remember in the entertainment circle. You have to remember who are your friends and allies versus the people who treat you as their enemy."