Chapter 40 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 b***h 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,
