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?"

we can make it

family? Are you trying to drag me into a mess?" Jonell

couldn't go

the fraud case, returning home would lead to an investigation. Plus, he had

being barred from all countries

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

smirked. "What's the

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

best to steer clear. Did we just get

Jonell didn't bother answering.

was no point in talking now. They had only ourselves to blame for not vetting Carl properly when Jamie reached out for help. And Carl's fleeting appearance didn't give them enough time

Mike and the others, and suspicion crept into his

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

burly white man named Keith

too good, and he had

the bat this person was

at that moment and walked over to where Jonell was sitting. "You

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 and pulled out a handgun, aiming it

like these, people were more likely to show some compassion, especially when things

couldn't just stand

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

Jonell's

throbbing, but he didn't say a

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