Not One, But Two!

Chapter 65

Chapter 65

Philip squinted quietly. A long while later, he said, "Just stay away from that ruby necklace. It'll kill you. Don't say I didn't warn ya."

He then went to his company happily. Eight million wasn't much, but it was better than nothing, and Philip could see another way to enrich himself.

He didn't know how much Abigail charged for every surgery she performed, but he did know her clients were rich. After all, she did pay eight million in the blink of an eye. Now, he had to come up with a plan to control Abigail.

Abigail called Greg the moment she left. "I need your help."

"Where are you? I'll be back in Allie's Garden."

Abigail wouldn't simply hire anyone to appraise the necklace of course.

She didn't believe that Philip actually left something so valuable to her out of kindness. She knew him too well. It was unlike him not to sell it.

When Abigail came back to Allie's Garden, Greg was already waiting for her.

"Did they trouble you?" Greg thought Abigail was bullied, and he wanted to teach the Kains a lesson.

She shook her head. Abigail held his hand and dragged him into the house. "I need someone to appraise this necklace. See if it's authentic. Can you call Stanley? I need him to see if this belonged to my mother."

She took the ruby necklace out.

Greg squinted. "No need for an appraiser. That's the real article," he said softly.

Abigail heaved a sigh of relief. Greg was a smart and powerful man, and he could verify whether something was authentic or not with ease. In that case, this makes the necklace even more curious. "Tell Stanley to come over." It had been too long, and Stanley still hadn't given Abigail her mother's details. She knew something must be up, so she wanted to see Stanley again.

Greg knew Abigail's mother was important to her, but he was too busy lately, so he didn't have time to deal with Stanley. The scar on his back had formed a scab, and it was itchy. So I endured that whip for nothing? He snorted and called Stanley.

Stanley didn't take it at first, but he couldn't keep it up forever. Finally, when the phone rang for the tenth time, he picked it up. "Mr. Buckley—"

want to take

"It does not matter. What do you

need your

go? He really wished he

back on her chair, thinking about her

long later, and Greg called him over to

your mother's stuff out. I don't even know where to begin, and I don't even have a photo of her. It's hard for me too, you know." Stanley knew he had to keep some

like he wanted to help, Abigail took the redwood box out. "You

huh? It hurt Stanley to hear her call him that. "This is…" He paused for a moment when he saw the box, and he opened it. "The ruby

look in his eyes, and she asked, "Does this really belong to

it's his family heirloom. Thanks to what that guy did, your aunt started hating your mother. Think about it—her own fiancé took her dowry and gave it to another woman. Anyone would hate to be in

might not be huge, but Isabel's

yes. Where did

she said

she marry him? That

man then?" Abigail

at her. "Must you

must find my

showed him his resolve. "That man's name is Samuel.

from Mortimer Village. Shouldn't he be from

from out

Samuel Sawyer. How on earth am I

a conclusion, Greg stepped in. "What's

what you want to do, but it's impossible. Abigail's mother eloping with my sister's would-be fiancé hurt her too much. And the family cares a lot about virginity and tradition. Some might say it's

that thinking was outdated, but he could do nothing about it. That was

it myself, and I won't return to Mortimer Village, so don't worry. You helped me out in this case, and I thank you for that, uncle. I hope we won't

you manage to

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