Not One, But Two!

Chapter 58

Jonathan's face turned sour all of a sudden. "I don't know what you're talking about, Abigail." He was as stubborn as a mule and still refused to admit his faults. Abigail couldn't be bothered to talk to him any longer, so she turned to leave. However, Jonathan then grabbed her arm. "I'm being serious, Abigail. Let's forget about what happened five years ago, and let's start over again, okay?"

"No. I don't have a habit of going back to my exes." Abigail wriggled her way out of his grip before walking off and ignoring him. But Jonathan wasn't about to give up just yet. "I can't forget you, Abigail. As long as you agree to this, I don't mind the children that you've had with other men. You can hand those children to the Kain family, and we can give birth to our own. I will invest in the Kain Family's business, and I won't stop you from using the Fraser Family's funds to care for the children. I—"

"I don't agree!" When Greg saw that Abigail had left for a long while without coming back, he walked over to find Jonathan badgering Abigail. It seemed like Jonathan had taken care of the issues with his business overseas.

Greg's gaze turned cold, and Jonathan couldn't help but shudder when he heard Greg's voice. "Uncle Greg," Jonathan uttered.

"Hmph. Do you still remember that I'm your uncle? I'm not about to let my daughter fall into the hands of the Fraser Family," Greg uttered. Jonathan froze upon hearing the other man's words. "Your daughter? Aren't you…"

"Aren't I what?" Greg had always suspected that there was something wrong with the DNA report, so he narrowed his eyes when he noticed Jonathan's behavior. Jonathan quickly lowered his head in order to conceal the surprise in his eyes. Greg's gaze darkened a little. "It's nothing," Jonathan replied.

"You should head home soon, then. Victoria's probably waiting." Greg spoke in a subtly threatening tone. As much as Jonathan didn't want to leave, he still walked off quietly. "You need to stay away from him," Greg uttered flatly.

Abigail nodded. "Are you guys related?"

"Yeah." Greg sat Abigail down on the bench again before he explained to her. "My mom has rather odd hobbies. Other moms may enjoy having pet cats or dogs at home, but my mom enjoys adopting children. When she was 18, there was a really serious flood in one of the nearby areas, and a four or five-year-old child had lost her parents in that flood. My mom begged my grandma to take the young girl in, and that young girl became my elder sister. My grandma didn't agree to this back then, but my mom managed to convince my grandma in the end. My mom is only 13 or 14 years older than my eldest sister. However, she's technically still my sister."

Abigail seemed to understand the situation a little better after hearing Greg's explanation. "That explains why the Fraser Family's business has been surviving for so long. It's because Global Inc. has been supporting them all along, huh?"

"Yeah. My mother is really protective of those who are in need, so she offered to help out after my sister married into the Fraser Family. But the Frasers…" Greg shook his head. Abigail knew what the men in the Fraser Family could be like.

"Why don't you talk to your sister about it?" Abigail asked.

"I have no right to say anything about her relationship. My sister likes Rueben Fraser. She is willing to act dumb even if she knows that he has other women out there. What can we do about that? As long as the Frasers don't go overboard with their actions, both my mom and I would just let it slide without asking too much. We'd probably talk about it if my sister speaks up."

It was rare for Greg to talk to others about such things. The public often assumed that Valerie had given birth to her first child when she was 13 or 14, but the Buckley Family had never clarified anything. Right then, Abigail was no longer an outsider to Greg. Furthermore, she had her share of disputes with Jonathan, so he felt the need to tell her about it. "By the way, you should stay away from Jonathan. That brat will have to call my daughter his cousin. I don't think you'd self-sabotage to a point where you shift yourself one generation lower to be the same as your daughter's, right?" Belongs to (N)ôvel/Drama.Org.

Greg had never thought that having Jonathan as his nephew was something to be proud of, but he was overjoyed by that fact right then. Abigail frowned when she realized that Greg was indirectly talking bad about her. "I'm not your wife. Why are you talking about these generations in your family?"

"But it's a fact that your daughters exist. As long as they are my daughters, Jonathan will have to call them his cousins." Greg's smile widened the more he talked about it. Abigail felt like he was just dragging her into his family drama. "Alright. Let's stop talking about him." Abigail wasn't that interested in Jonathan, so she ended the topic there and then.

Since it was about time to board the plane, they headed to the boarding gates.

Meanwhile, after Emma received the news that Jonathan was coming home today, she dressed herself up and headed to the airport. "Jonathan!" She leaped directly toward him, but he managed to dodge her just in time. In comparison to Abigail's simple and plain dressing, Emma was a lot more flashy and dramatic with her style.

Jonathan knitted his brows together as he found himself disgusted by her strong perfume scent. "Did you pour an entire bottle of perfume onto your body?"

"No! Didn't you say that you liked my perfume?" Emma pouted and put on a pitiful face. It seems like Jonathan has changed a lot after leaving the country.

Jonathan used to find it cute when Emma pouted, but all he could think of was Abigail's cold and haughty expression right then. He suddenly felt like it was more satisfying to dominate a woman like Abigail. "Since when did I say I like your perfume? It smells so cheap!" Jonathan walked past her.

Emma froze for a moment. She barely had the time to understand why she was being scolded before Jonathan had walked a distance away from her, and she hurriedly chased after him. "What is it, Jonathan? Were you too tired after the plane ride? I'll give you a massage, okay?"

"I need to go to the company, so I'll get a cab. You can go home," he uttered.

"Do you not love me anymore, Jonathan?" Emma could see a hint of disdain in the man's eyes. Is he abandoning me right now? What's going on? Could he have found another woman overseas? Emma panicked immediately. That can't be! I'm not going to let anyone take Jonathan away from me! Abigail is showing off in front of me now, so I'll have to find a way to overpower Abigail and crush her under my feet.

Jonathan felt even more disgusted after seeing the way Emma was acting. "Are you done? I'm exhausted after being on the plane for a whole day, and you're now asking me these idiotic and pointless questions. Can you do something else other than asking whether I love you or not?" He didn't bother to be polite with her anymore.

A layer of moisture formed in Emma's eyes. "Jonathan, I…"

"That's enough. You can go home now. I'll talk to you when I have the time." He hailed a cab and left right after that. This was the first time Jonathan had left Emma alone just like that, and she was so furious that she stomped her foot on the ground in anger. "I want you to get someone to run an investigation on Jonathan, Mom. Tell me if he was with another girl when he came back here." Emma gave a call to Sasha.

When Sasha heard her daughter's voice, she was anxious for a moment. "Did you and Jonathan have a fight, Emma?"

"Jonathan doesn't want me anymore. This never happened in the past. I'm sure he has another woman out there, Mom. Don't you have friends who work in the security department in the airport? Help me check on him. I want to find out who flirted with my man," Emma uttered in a whiny tone.

Sasha had never been one to disregard her daughter's wishes, so she ordered others to check on Jonathan right after ending the call. She was furious when she found out that Jonathan had met Abigail. "Emma, Jonathan didn't interact with other women as he was busy with work while overseas. He didn't have time for anything else. However, he bumped into Abigail when he was at the airport, and they seemed to have talked to each other for quite a long while."

Greg had been in the grand hall, where it was a little more packed, so the CCTVs couldn't capture him clearly. So, the security staff only sent the CCTV footage of Jonathan and Abigail in front of the toilet. Sasha sent it to Emma. When Emma saw how Jonathan clung to Abigail, she was so furious that she stomped her foot on the ground. "Abigail! It's Abigail again! What does this girl want? Why does she have to snatch Jonathan away from me?"

Sasha quickly spoke up when she heard her daughter's screams. "Calm down, Emma. You can come home, and we can plan things out. I can't believe Abigail managed to walk out of Mortimer Village alive. Anyway, you have to make sure Jonathan stays with you, okay? Without Jonathan, you know what our family's status would be like. Your dad might force you to get married to a 50 or 60-year-old just for the sake of getting benefits for the Kain Family. You have to calm down, Emma. You can't fight with Jonathan, okay? He's a man, so it's natural for him to exhibit such bad behavior. We'll just have to get rid of Abigail."

"I got it, Mom. I'll come home so that we can plan things out now." Emma was still fuming after she ended the call. When she saw Abigail's haughty expression, she gritted her teeth so firmly that she nearly crushed them. Abigail just can't bear to see me doing well, huh? Emma drove back home angrily.

At the same time, Abigail had no idea that Emma and her mother were discussing her. After Abigail and Greg got on the plane, they both took a nap. Greg didn't talk to her, so they were both quiet on the flight. The skies had turned dark by the time they arrived at Rorea. Abigail was in a rush to unite with Alissa, so she took a cab directly to Hugh's living quarters. However, the whole place had been emptied out.

"Where is she?" Greg's gaze darkened. Even Abigail started to feel rather uneasy. She gave Hugh a call, and her heart sank when she realized that his phone was turned off. She immediately contacted the number that Hugh had left for her.

"Where's Alissa and Hugh?" she asked.

"Mr. Romero has some stuff to deal with, so he went back already, Dr. Kain. Alissa went along with him." The man's words sounded rather sketchy.

Abigail narrowed her gaze. "Send me your location."

"Dr. Kain, I—"

"Don't make me repeat myself!" Abigail growled. Greg couldn't tear his eyes off of her when he noticed the fierce aura surrounding her figure. I didn't know how intimidating she could be! The man on the call seemed to be in awe of Abigail, so he sent her his location in the end.

Abigail didn't say much else and simply parted her legs to leave. Greg tagged along behind her without asking anything. When it came to the children, Greg had always respected Abigail's choices.

Both of them arrived at the location and found Fred there. He looked like he wanted to run away when he saw Abigail, but she blocked his way before he could go anywhere. "Where's Alissa?"