Abigail’s Second Life

In the darkness, Jonell felt a strange sensation creeping over him.

He glanced over at Anderson, who, in the dim light, remained hunched over as usual, though his eyes constantly darted toward him. Feeling repulsed by his gaze, he gradually eased his nerves.

The strange feeling was the look in Anderson's eyes.

Before long, Jonell's men arrived and they joined him and Anderson in the makeshift operating room made of shipping containers.

Throughout the procedure, Anderson sat on the side, watching the doctors come and go. His restless gaze made the male doctors quite uncomfortable.

However, Jonell seemed unusually tolerant of him, so they put up with Anderson.

Once the bullets were removed from Jonell's body, Mike and the others returned.

"So, the villa's off-limits now?" Mike's voice carried a hint of irritation as he entered the operating room.

Jonell ignored him.

"Listen, Mr. Davison, this ain't working out. How many homes of yours can they blow up like this? That mansion in New Yoke was a real gem of a place. Giving it up like this is such a shame," Mike rambled on. Jonell's expression soured.

Truth be told, he did incur significant losses because of this incident.

Most importantly, the 300 billion all fell into the hands of Sean, so even if he tried to secretly attack, it would be futile.

All eyes turned to him.

Jonell glanced at Mike with a stern face. "Do you want me to hire someone to kill those above Carl?"

pay, and we can make it happen," Mike

you trying

definitely couldn't go back

to an investigation.

barred from all countries with ties to

he could continue evading them, but the situation with Luna wasn't suitable

"What's

relationship with a bunch of ex-presidents from Ansela. If you want to keep breathing, steer

clear.

Jonell didn't bother answering.

for not vetting Carl properly when Jamie reached out for help. And Carl's

and the others,

them struck him as Sean's people. What if these people were sent by

old man?" A burly white man named Keith Langdon besides Mike, spat

good, and he had lost quite a

tell right off the bat this person was not good,

moment and walked over to where Jonell was

punk! You've only been with the old man for a few days, and now you're sticking up for him?" Keith stepped forward and slapped Anderson hard enough to make his head hang low. Jonell couldn't stand by and watch anymore. He reached under his pillow

like these, people were more likely to show some compassion,

Jonell couldn't just stand by

"The old man has taken a liking to Anderson here. How about you just

from Jonell's

started throbbing, but

under his breath, "Disgusting old man fetish, and he thinks he's worthy of an