Abigail sighed she wondered why she had helped the young woman, 'It wasn't her fault so she should not be punished.' Abigail thought before standing up on her feet, she walked to the mirror and stood admiring her dress. It fitted her perfectly and her curves came out very well, her breast looked bigger and better in the gown. She nodded in satisfaction.
A knock echoed on the door and she turned her eyes towards the door, "Young Mistress, the Young Master is waiting for you downstairs. I was asked to inform you." The maid said admiring Abigail secretly. Abigail nodded her head and turned around.
She picked up her shoes and wore them after which she took her bag and also her cell phone, she patted her head before walking out of the room. She did not know the location of the reception because her husband had refused to tell her about it, she only knew she was having a reception party. She hoped to find a little fun there, but something clicked in her mind and she turned.
