"At Keith's villa?"

Irene sat up from her bed in shock as she felt wide awake.

"Get your story straight. How does Abigail get involved with him?"

"Have you forgotten? Since Lyra and Melvin divorced, she and Keith have been very close. Although Melvin transferred Seaside Villa to her, she doesn't live there, and we haven't been able to find out where she lives."

"What do you mean by that?" Irene frowned.

"Isn't obvious enough what I mean?" Charlotte rolled her eyes, "It means she's most likely living with Keith! There's no sign of Abigail in the whole Frayton, so it's likely Lyra is hiding her in Keith's villa!"

After thinking about it, Irene felt that Charlotte had a point and immediately sent someone to check it out.

Hanging up the phone, Charlotte tossed it aside in annoyance and leaned back against the bed to wait for her message.

Abigail did not die, but became a vegetable. The fact had been like a thorn in her heart.

No matter how proud she was in front of people, Abigail's presence always reminded her of her identity as an illegitimate daughter.

After becoming the heiress to the Matthews Group, she had been looking for an opportunity to fix Abigail, but Katelyn had been watching too closely and never left the ward.

She couldn't find a right time to do it.

But as long as Abigail was still alive in this world, her position as the heiress of the Matthews Group will not be secure.

She will inevitably be compared with Abigail by the outside world.

This time, Abigail's disappearance was a great opportunity, and she must take advantage of it to get rid of the two most obstructive people!

The sky was gradually bright, and the early morning sunlight was spilling over every corner, gently waking up the city.

Charlotte looked out the window at the increasingly bright sky and grew more and more anxious.

The phone rang. She took the phone as soon as she could, quickly unlocked the phone and connected, "How is it? Any news?"

be at Keith's villa, the people sent there said that the villa bodyguards have nearly tripled in number. The villa is heavily guarded, which is

Group are powerful and influential, there's no way we would mess with Keith, let alone

Charlotte was deflated.

now at a loss for words and

my own arrangement. Don't

answer, Irene hung up the

had been cold, but he pampered Lyra who suddenly

Abigail might both be at

Irene thought about it, the angrier she got. She decided to go to

Hurry up and get

up Peter, who was still asleep, with a

this morning. Make arrangements for me immediately. If you make any mistakes, I'll hold

that he was only a bodyguard and should let her assistant do these

...

an early flight from the neighbor city back to Frayton immediately after the

to his apartment and decided to take a shower before clocking

door gently, and before he could close it tightly, he saw a

he

smoke, his face

Fred was flustered, trying his best to prevent his face from looking

also under his personal arrangements, so Melvin knew very clearly the door opening

I do for

maintain his composure and put down the bag in his hand, "You can call me directly if you need anything, so why make a trip yourself.

"Where have you been?"

was extinguished in the

exercise more, but usually I don't have time.

"Is that so?"

His long leg stretched out and folded over the other. His fingers resting on the

alone, Fred felt

about this, boss. I just

disappoint me

hint of exhaustion flashed across Melvin's face, "Do you really think I don't know

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