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?"

can make it happen,"

you trying to drag me into a

definitely couldn't go back

home would lead to an investigation. Plus, he had vowed

being barred from all countries with

he could continue evading them, but the situation with Luna wasn't suitable for a life on the run,

smirked. "What's the

cold glare. "Carl's father has a very close relationship with a bunch of ex-presidents from Ansela. If you want

nodded. "Yeah, definitely best to steer clear. Did we just get

Jonell didn't bother answering.

to blame for not vetting Carl properly when Jamie reached out for help. And Carl's fleeting appearance didn't give them enough time to

assessed Mike and the others, and suspicion crept into

struck him as Sean's people. What if these people

burly white man named

and he had lost quite

person was not good,

moment and walked over to where Jonell was sitting. "You best hold

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

were more likely to

plenty, and Jonell couldn't just stand by and let him

a liking to Anderson here.

Jonell's

temple started throbbing, but he

under his breath, "Disgusting old man fetish,