Abigail’s Second Life

Just as Abigail returned to the hotel and sat down, Xavien approached her and asked, "How did it go with Jonell?"

"I did cause some trouble at that moment. However, someone came in halfway, so I didn't get to finish it," Abigail replied with a frown.

Although she didn't recognize those people, she noticed they were all well-equipped and skilled, which meant they were not as simple as they looked.

"Have you checked if Jonell has any other connections that we missed?" Abigail asked while pinching the bridge of her nose.

Xavien shook his head. "No. I've checked it through."

"Just now, a group of people appeared out of nowhere and rescued him." Abigail's expression turned grim as she thought about how close she was to seizing Jonell. If she had succeeded at that moment, she would be able to locate Luna's whereabouts easily. Yet, she didn't expect him to be so lucky and escape.

At that moment, Xavien looked at her and said, "Could it be... Mr. Graham?"

Hearing his words, Abigail snapped her head toward him.

Before Sean departed, he had told them to find a way to approach Jonell and use extreme measures if negotiations failed. Now that Abigail thought about it, she realized that perhaps tonight was a trap Sean had set up.

Jonell was a stubborn man. Hence, they would need time to gather evidence against him. However, none of them knew if Luna could afford to wait that long. Thus, they could only find a way to save Luna by risking their lives and stepping into the enemy's lair.

After all, Sean had trusted Xavien with many things. Thus, it was

time but always lacked an opportunity." As Xavien spoke, he gradually felt eased. "We still need to be cautious. Sean mentioned that Jonell might also suspect the

right. If we can

the party again, she spotted him standing with a man who had blonde

with a glass of wine and said, "Mr.

his eyes and said, "It was

words, Abigail

was exceedingly beautiful, not just handsome,

used to treat me in that manner. I was merely

Abigail could react, he suddenly drew out a gun and fired his shot. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest

his shoulder. He collapsed on the ground and clutched his shoulder

moment, the party was in

kicked Carl, who was still attempting

gun and aimed it at Carl's head. "I have nothing against you, so why

wine in his hand and shrugged. "Mr. Davidson is my friend. I'm just teaching

leaned on a nearby chair and stood up. Looking at Carl, he asked, "Do you want to

If that was the case, he felt that Sean was going too far. After all, if Xavien hadn't intervened just now, Abigail

are from Eswadia. Although Mr. Davidson is also an Eswadian, he had already immigrated to Ansela, which means he is one of

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