100 Days to Seduce the Devil

Day Forty-Four…

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Everyone was dumbfounded upon hearing Nathan's declaration about his relationship with Abigail. Their jaws dropped and their eyes widened in both shock and disbelief.

Abigail let out a soft giggle when she saw the funny expression of the reporters, most especially Madam Lu's reaction. This was just the first revelation for today.

Nathan walked past them as he joined Abigail in the front. She immediately offered him a vacant chair, allowing Nathan to sit next to her.

"I didn't expect that you were going to show up personally," Abigail murmured to him, her eyes sparkling with delight.

"To see is to believe…" Nathan responded with a meaningful smile on his face. Just when Abigail was about to shift her gaze back to the reporters, Nathan did something unexpected.

He held her face, lifting her chin as he leaned down, capturing her lips in a quick kiss. Nathan pressed his lips against hers for five seconds before he drew back. The people witnessing this scene couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

Even Abigail was caught off guard by Nathan's sudden advances. She blinked numerous times, feeling the warmth inside her chest, a blush subconsciously overtaking her cheeks.

Badum! Badum! Badum!

Her heart pounded so hard against her chest and her stomach fluttered.

'Nathan! You Cheeky Devil!' Abigail felt like she was going to melt in front of everyone. Nathan kissed her in front of the crowd… and in front of so many cameras. This press con would also be broadcast to national television and the internet.

The reporters knew how picky and how distant Nathan Sparks was when it came to other women. So now, they were convinced that Abigail was indeed in a relationship with Nathan Sparks.

This was not for show. Nathan had no reason to deceive the public. Furthermore, Nathan would never kiss anyone unless that woman was special to him. So many women tried to catch his attention but failed.

Who would have thought that Abigail Scarlett would be the one to win his heart? This revelation disregarded the idea that Abigail was into Richard Chang. Nathan Sparks was more outstanding than Richard Chang. Abigail had a point when she told them she had no reason to chase after Richard since she already had Nathan, her boyfriend.

While everyone was still trying to absorb this shocking news, Madam Priyanshi also entered the conference hall. She was informed that her father, Old Master Yan, left the mansion and went to Star Corp Entertainment.

Worrying about the old man's health and the trouble he would cause in the Star Corp, Madam Priyanshi rushed to the place to stop her father from making a scene. Everything in the news was just a misunderstanding.

"Aunt, why did you bring my Dad here?" Madam Priyanshi questioned her Aunt.

Madam Lu just shrugged her shoulders and said, "He insisted on coming here. You know him. He is stubborn. I can't say no to him." Madam Lu hid the fact that she was the one who informed Old Master Yan about the break up of Nadia and Richard.

"Stop arguing. This is my decision." Old Master Yan butted in. Then he signaled them to stay quiet. He was focused on Abigail and he wanted to know more about this woman.

'I have to admit that I judged her too early. Are the accusations about her just groundless rumors?' Old Master Yan gazed at Abigail with complicated emotions on his aged face.

He darted his gaze back and forth between Abigail and Nathan. He could see the chemistry between the two. There was no way they were just faking this.

'Nathan Sparks is the son of Chairman Xu. I heard some strange rumor about this guy. He is someone who can't be easily pleased by women. He is aloof and indifferent. So, I think their relationship is real.' Old Master Yan thought to himself.

"Now, let's continue this press con," Abigail spoke up, breaking the silence.

"Now, I've already clarified my relationship with Richard. He is my CEO and I am an artist under his management. My personal life is different from my work life." Abigail made herself clear to everyone.

Mr. Jones motioned the next reporter to raise his question.

Reporter 5: "How did you meet Mr. Nathan Sparks? When did you start dating or liking each other?"

The reporter wanted to dig deeper into the relationship between Nathan and Abigail. It was so hard to believe that the two were already a couple.

Abigail didn't know how she would answer that. Fortunately, Nathan spoke up on her behalf.

"I met her through my son who is her loyal fan. When it comes to when we started dating and liking each other… I want to keep this for ourselves. This is our private lives. We are not obligated to satisfy your curiosity." Nathan shot the reporter a cold sharp glare, making him shut up.

Other reporters were also intimidated by Nathan's overbearing aura so they decided to stop asking Abigail questions related to Nathan and their relationship. No one wanted to offend Nathan Sparks.

Reporter 6: "Miss Abi, everyone is dying to know the reason why you committed suicide. Why did you jump from the 13th floor of the Centerville Hotel?"

Nathan turned to Abigail, assessing her expression. He wondered how she would deal with this question.

'How is she going to answer this?' Nathan placed his hand on the back of her waist. He was trying to comfort her, letting her know that he was there for her. He was going to protect her so it didn't matter even if she would reveal the fact someone tried to kill her.

Abigail's lips twitched in a faint smile. This was the most awaited question she wanted to answer. Some members of the Yan Family were present. If one of them didn't want her real identity to be revealed, it would be Madam Lu. She would like to see how she would react once this topic was brought up.

Abigail fixed her gaze on the Yan Family before responding to the reporter's query.

"I didn't commit suicide. Someone tried to harm me. No… not to harm me. But to kill me." Abigail revealed to them. Her face was devoid of any emotion.

The reporters exchanged glances with one another. The murmuring could be heard inside the conference hall. Her statement gained different reactions from the people. Others believed her but some of them doubted her.

"She might be hiding something."

"She doesn't want to admit that she committed suicide. It might ruin her blossoming career."

Reporters kept murmuring at each other.

"She is making up a story. This is her strategy to gain the public's sympathy," Madam Lu commented, glaring at Abigail.

Reporter 7: "Are you sure, Miss Abi? What happened that day? Can you remember everything?"

The majority of the people present were doubtful about Abigail's statement. Furthermore, they were also wondering how Abigail survived the fall from the 13th floor. They couldn't fathom as to why she looked so healthy. No major injuries at all. Some would probably be paralyzed, fractured, or bedridden after falling from that height. Some even died on the spot!

Abigail contemplated for a moment. 'Should I tell them I have selective amnesia? Or should I just keep this from them? I'm not sure if revealing this will benefit me or if my life will be put in danger once more. But this is my chance to lure the culprit by using myself as bait.'

Abigail already had a plan on how she would catch the mastermind who tried to kill her. She was setting up a trap through this press con. She believed that the people who wanted to kill her would be able to watch and hear this press con.

'This is a very crucial moment for me. I must set this trap. My hunt begins today.' Abigail felt so determined. She was running out of time.

"That day… I remember I was in my room, getting ready to meet someone. Then I heard some noise on the balcony. I went there to check something. Before I could react, I just felt two hands pushing me from the back. When I realized it, I was already falling. I felt the pain when my body hit the ground and I lost consciousness. Sad to say, I didn't see the culprit's face."

The reporters were still undecided whether to believe her or not.

"The reason why I disappeared for more than a month… is because of my safety. I've been staying with the Sparks."

Since each reporter was only allowed to ask one question, they let the next reporter ask a follow-up of the previous question.

Reporter 8: "Who is the man you were supposed to meet that day?"

"A detective named Jordan Sawyer," Abigail promptly responded, her gaze directed at the Yan Family.

Madam Priyanshi's eyes widened, and her mouth gaped when she heard that name. She looked so utterly astounded. She knew that man very well.

'Detective Sawyer… he is the last detective I hired to find my missing niece… Don't tell me… the lady he was supposed to meet that day was none other than… Abigail Scarlett?' Madam Priyanshi froze in her spot, eyeing Abigail in disbelief.

She wondered if she heard it right. "Did she just say… Jordan Sawyer?" Madam Priyanshi asked her Aunt.

Clueless about what was running through Madam Priyanshi's mind, Madam Lu just nodded her head while frowning. "Yes. She said Jordan Sawyer. Why? Do you know him?"

Madam Priyanshi lost the ability to speak. She just watched Abigail with eyes filled with longing. 'Is it possible… that Abigail Scarlett might be my missing niece? The youngest daughter of my sister, Alyssa?'