Not One, But Two!

Chapter 262

In honesty, Abigail didn't want to leave. After all, she didn't know if she would be safe during this trip. However, she also knew that Philip had to answer to her parents as well as Emma for his actions.

In Emma's last moments, Abigail acknowledged her as her sister.

Abigail was a protective person, so since she had allowed Emma to be part of her family, she wouldn't allow anyone to bully Emma even though the latter was dead!

Abigail made a call to Valerie.

Valerie never thought that she would still receive a call from Abigail. To her, there was already a rift between her and Abigail, so even if they really became family in the future, they wouldn't get along as well as they used to. As such, Valerie was a little shocked to receive Abigail's call.

"Old Madam Buckley, are you in Harrion?"

Valerie frowned at Abigail's words.

How did Abigail know that I had just got off the plane?

Is she watching me?

Valerie frowned slightly.

"Yes, I just got off the plane."

"There's something I want to ask of you. Let's talk in person."

After saying an address, Abigail hung up.

She went back to the bedroom. As she watched Greg frowning even in deep sleep, she couldn't help but plant a kiss on his forehead, whispering, "If I'm still alive by the time all this is over, I'll definitely marry you."

She knew that Greg couldn't hear her, but who cared? She was the only one who needed to know.

This was the man she acknowledged, so even if death parted them, she would still love him as she did from the beginning.

After a change of clothes, Abigail left Allie's Garden.

When she arrived at the place she was supposed to meet Valerie, she realized that the latter had arrived earlier than her. Due to the matter with Victoria, Valerie looked more haggardly than she used to be.

Abigail called over a waiter and asked for two glasses of water. Then, she immediately said, "Old Madam Buckley, I have to go overseas for a while, so I hope you can take care of the children for me."

Valerie never thought that Abigail had called her over here for this. She remembered clearly that Abigail and her had gone their separate ways precisely because of the children. She thought she would never have the chance to meet her granddaughters again, so she was a little emotional.

"Do you mean it? You're not worried that I might do something to them anymore?"

"Would you?"

After some experiences, Abigail also understood that Valerie truly loved the two children. Even though Valerie once held the children as hostages, she still did it while being extra careful about the children's emotions and health.

Abigail still wanted to criticize Valerie for that, but there was no one more suited for the task right now.

Valerie was extremely regretful of what she had done. When she heard Abigail's question, she hastily said, "Of course not! Even if I die, I won't do anything to them ever again."

"I'm glad to hear that. To be honest, once I leave, I don't know if I can come back alive. If I never return, I hope you'll take good care of them, and please comfort Greg as well. He's a very emotional person. Even though he looks like an irresponsible ruffian, when he has set his heart on a person, it will be for life. I will take good care of myself for his sake, but things just don't go our way at times. I cannot promise a safe return, so…"

Abigail's words startled Valerie.

"You're not going with Greg?"

"No, I'm not."

Abigail shook her head.

"What is it? Why can't you let Greg get involved?"

"It's a family matter."

Abigail's simple sentence prevented Valerie from saying anything more.

If it were a family matter, it would be reasonable for Abigail not to get Greg involved. However, was it actually that serious?

Abigail didn't explain too much to Valerie. She just said in a low voice, "He's too tired, so I want to let him rest. I lit a fragrance for him to help him sleep, so he'll only wake up around six hours later. However, I'll be leaving soon. The children are still at school, so please take care of them."

"You're leaving right now?"

Valerie never thought that Abigail would leave so soon, so she couldn't help being surprised.

Abigail smiled and said, "Yes, I'm leaving right now. If possible, I hope I can call you my mother in the near future."

Valerie suddenly felt some moisture in her eyes.

"I still have some people with me. Even if you don't allow Greg to be involved, it's okay to bring more people with you, right?"

Even though Valerie didn't know what Abigail was about to do, her serious attitude made Valerie realize the gravity of the situation.

Abigail shook her head and declined.

"I have my own people. You know that."

Remembering Abigail's power, Valerie stopped insisting.

"In that case, take good care of yourself. Whenever you need us, just give us a call. Also, I cannot guarantee that Greg won't look for you after he wakes up."

"It's okay, just keep an eye on him during those six hours."

Abigail had relayed everything clearly. Just then, a handsome youth walked in, and he froze a little when he saw Abigail.

"Miss Abigail, it's about time. We should leave."

When Valerie looked at Abigail and Addison, she couldn't help feeling a little uneasy.

Abigail didn't say anything else as she followed Addison out of the café. She produced her sunglasses from her pocket and put them on as she said coldly, "Is everything ready?"

"Yes. Just give us the word, and we can start the operation anytime."

Addison couldn't help but feel a little sad when he saw Abigail like this.

He wanted to comfort Abigail, but he wasn't in a position to do so.

Abigail waved her hand and got into the car. The car headed all the way to the suburbs, where a private jet was waiting for her.

Before boarding the plane, Abigail dialed a number.

Soon, a booming voice sounded over the phone.

"Abigail?"

"Dad."

Abigail pronounced this syllable with ease, but Peter's eyes were already wet.

"Oh! When are you coming back? I'll go and fetch you."

"Soon. I'll be going back by plane very soon. Uncle left ahead of me, so he will probably arrive before I do."

As for this uncle that Abigail was referring to, Peter had an idea who it was.

Peter had mixed feelings about his younger brother, Philip. He didn't know how he should face him, but he hoped that he could give Philip another chance.

"Be careful, okay? If things get too dangerous, you can cancel the plan. Without you, I can still—"

"Dad, I want to give Uncle Philip a chance as well."

Abigail's words caused Peter to fall silent.

After a while, he finally asked, "Should I tell your mother beforehand?"

"There's no need for that. Mom has been ill for so long, and she has no children with her. If she knows that I am your child, she might regret her decision all those years ago. Let's break it to her slowly. Moreover, Uncle Philip is coming for Mom, so if there are any weaknesses found with her, we wouldn't be able to operate smoothly."

Abigail's words pained Peter's heart even more.

"I'm so sorry for the trouble, my child."

"It's alright. We're family, so it's okay."

Abigail's words lifted Peter's spirits considerably.

"Yes, we're family. I'll be waiting for your return."

After ending the call, Abigail glanced at Harrion, the place she had lived in for more than twenty years. After her departure today, she didn't know if she could come back again. However, she would never forget this place, including that arrogant and flashy man. Belonging © NôvelDram/a.Org.

Wait for me, Greg!

As Abigail said those words in her heart, she boarded the plane.

Addison looked a little hesitant, so Abigail said in a low voice, "Ask me if you have any questions. I feel bad seeing you hesitate like that too."

Hearing Abigail say those words, Addison scratched his head in embarrassment as he said, "Miss Abigail, who's that person you called 'Dad'? It didn't sound like Philip. Instead, it sounded like…"

"Like who?"

Abigail smiled faintly, her eyes blazing as she looked at Addison.

Addison couldn't bear Abigail's gaze, so he hastily lowered his head and said subconsciously, "It sounded like Old Mr. Castel, the most powerful man in the dark society of Daskar."

"Your hearing is really something. I'll give you a bonus later."

Addison was completely stunned at Abigail's teasing.

"Was it really Old Mr. Castel?"

"Yes."

"He's your father?"

Addison felt as if his tongue was tied.

What's going on?

How come I know nothing of this?

Haven't I been helping Miss Abigail with her network and investigations into the dark powers? Why don't I know that Old Mr. Castel is Miss Abigail's father?

Seeing that Addison was about to cry, Abigail had no worries for this child anymore as she sighed and whispered, "Don't you know that I'm King?"

"I do, but what does this have to do with Old Mr. Castel?"

Addison's mind was a complete mess, and he couldn't even think properly. After all, they were completely unrelated people, so how did they turn into family?

Abigail looked at his dumbfounded expression, feeling that Addison was finally acting his age.

"No matter what I want to find out, as long as I'm King, there's nothing I cannot discover. When Philip told me about the grudges between him, my mother, and my father, I had already found some information on the computer."

Abigail's words caused Addison to react suddenly.

"I see. However, since you already had some information, why did you ask Hugh to look for your mother?"

When Abigail heard Hugh's name again, she froze for a bit, her eyes narrowing a little as she said in a low voice, "I did it so that I can divert his attention. If I left him be, with another force like Greg around, it would only cause more chaos."

However, she didn't expect Hugh to cause so much trouble during his investigation of her mother.

When she thought about how much the man had changed, the very same one who had once saved her and spent five years with her and her children, Abigail felt upset.

Is this what we've come to, Hugh and I?

It would be fine if he simply caused trouble for Abigail and Greg because of his failed relationship, but he had committed the absolute crime by plotting against her parents.

At the thought of those things she found out, Abigail closed her eyes.

"I found my father's private number and contacted him beforehand. I even sent someone to conduct a DNA test for us, and after our relationship was confirmed, I've been in touch with him regularly ever since."

Abigail relayed everything to Addison slowly. She was a doctor anyway, so even if she didn't have anyone with her, she could still carry out a DNA test. However, the data that would confirm their identities were only conveyed to them a few days ago.