Chapter 82

• Abigail's POV
• I did exactly what I was asked to do. I sulked up to my father's mistress and I pretended to like her, telling her how sorry I was for not appreciating her efforts the other night when she had invited Tony over for dinner.
• An sure I didn't stutter because the words came out just right and I said pretty nice words to her. But she just wasn't buying my act. It seemed like she had a deep grudge against me because immediately I ended my speech, her smile vanished from her face, leaving only a scrunched-up, angry face that shows just how much she hates my guts.