Untold chronicles of power

Chapter Eighty-eight

Two days had passed.

Abigail Palms woke up, she had moved into the grand mansion with Ella, whom they had acquired after Ella took control of the city.

The place was magnificent, with its sprawling gardens and opulent interiors.

However, Abigail was beginning to question her decision as she was abruptly woken up from a deep slumber by the raucous noise and shenanigans emanating from one of Ella and William's infamous parties and orgies.

Rubbing her eyes groggily, Abigail stumbled out of bed and made her way downstairs, desperately in need of a cup of water to quench her parched throat.

The noise from the party seemed to reverberate through the walls, making it difficult for her to think clearly. She hoped that a refreshing drink would help clear her mind.

As she entered the kitchen, Abigail was greeted by the sight of William standing there shirtless.

His chiseled physique and tousled hair made him look even more alluring, like evil, his allure was compelling yet dangerous, and an