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.

sure you want to go in alone?" Kevin worriedly

Don't worry," She replied before

Kevin became anxious. He looked at Simond and asked, "Are

iron mesh. His brows furrowed, and he said, "I don't know, but Martin is the person she's been looking

his gaze icy. "Messaging Sean? Didn't Abigail tell you

was too anxious," Kevin said, reaching out to

her to clarify things for you. If you ruin my plan, I'll leave you here for the

putting his phone back in his

that the drug research was probably on the second floor. Just then, a man with graying hair

that he must be

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

felt somewhat relieved. His clothes indicated that he acknowledged her

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

photocopy of Alice's prescription

copy, his face became serious as he read it, and he pondered the prescription for a

dare to speak either, and she only quietly

folded up the prescription. "She didn't say anything

books from the bookshelf, there was only one book, and this prescription was tucked inside

reached out and took it from

a traditional medicine book with a thread-bound spine, and the corners

need from me?" Martin looked up