Chapter 162. Talk with Aby

To Beauty, Abigail was undeniably a very beautiful lady. Just like her brother she naturally looks stunning.

Her full, long dark hair was the most beautiful part of her, and her body proportions were insane.

“Can I talk with you?” Abigail asked slowly.

Beauty got nervous but knew she had to pull herself together and listen.

“Sure,” Beauty replied quickly, curious about what she had to say.

Yes, she was nervous, but at the same time excited. She wasn’t sure what Abigail wanted to talk about, but her friendly approach gave Beauty some hope.

Abigail walked toward her, holding a cold glass of chilled wine in a royal, elegant way, and stretched it toward Beauty.

“Here, you need this,” she said, smiling softly.

Beauty panicked a little.

“Alcohol?” she asked slowly, quickly thinking of a lie, not wanting to be judged again.

Abigail nodded.

“I… don’t drink,” Beauty lied, scratching her hair nervously.

Abigail shrugged a