Abigail’s Second Life

However, Abigail wasn't sure how Alice felt about Martin.

When they arrived at John's biology lab, Abigail and Simond got out of the car together.

Kevin was the last to get out of the car, and he looked at the lab with a serious expression. "Abigail, why did you want to meet someone from this lab?"

"Because there's something I want to figure out," Abigail replied, and she walked towards the entrance of the lab with Simond.

The independent lab was located in a relatively remote area. The white building looked cold and devoid of any human touch, and it was surrounded by iron fences, making the interior of the lab resemble a wild beast trapped in a cage.

Simond stopped in front of the iron gate and pressed the doorbell.

After a while, the door opened, and two people holding AK rifles walked out.

Simond stepped forward and said, "We had an appointment yesterday. Ms. Quinn is looking for Mr. Martin."

One of them looked at the group warily while the other took out a walkie-talkie and said a few words. After receiving confirmation on the other end, they stepped aside.

"Only she is allowed to go in." The person with the walkie-talkie said to Simond in Aktani.

Hearing that, Simond looked at Abigail with concern in his eyes. No matter what relationship Alice had with Martin in the past, it had been a few years since then, and even the deepest feelings would have faded away.

"Alright," Abigail immediately agreed without a hint of hesitation.

Are you sure you want to go in alone?" Kevin

is a proper establishment. Don't worry," She replied before

anxious. He looked

"I don't know, but Martin is the person she's been looking for." Kevin licked

snatched his phone, his gaze icy. "Messaging Sean? Didn't Abigail tell you that

forgot. I was too anxious," Kevin said, reaching out to snatch his

phone back to him and warned, "If you have any questions, ask her to clarify things for you. If you

scary," Kevin said, putting his phone

area, which meant that the drug research was probably on the second floor. Just then, a man with graying hair walked out. Despite his age, he still had a spirited demeanor, and

guessed that he must be Martin

speak in Corynthean," Martin said, walking over to take a seat on the

that he was still wearing their traditional clothing, Abigail felt somewhat relieved. His clothes indicated that

to me?" Martin went straight to the point without beating around the

photocopy of Alice's prescription from her bag and

serious as he read it, and he pondered the prescription for a long time without saying a

speak either, and she only

silence, Martin slowly folded up

However, when I went to retrieve the books from the bookshelf, there was only one book, and this

and took it from

blue cover. It was a traditional medicine book with a thread-bound spine, and the

do you need from me?" Martin looked