Normally, people avoided her because of her unique hair color. But tonight, her appearance seemed to have a different effect.
"Abigail," she replied, shaking his hand.
"For you," Pablo said, handing her one of the champagne glasses. Abigail glanced at it, knowing she shouldn't drink because of her pregnancy. However, refusing might seem impolite.
"Thank you," she said, accepting the champagne.
"You know the Ulrick President?" Pablo asked, his eyes shifting to the man commanding the stage.
"Everyone knows him," Abigail replied, her gaze also drawn to Edward. Just as she looked, Edward's eyes met hers, sending a shiver down her spine. Was it the intensity of his stare? She couldn't tell.
"I mean, personally," Pablo clarified. "Everyone knows the Ulrick Corporation President. He's a sou
