Not One, But Two!

Chapter 94

Chapter 94

Abigail's brows knitted together as she flipped on her side. Greg's breath hitched as he quickly silenced his phone and tip-toed out of the bedroom.

He wasn't even sure why he cared about Abigail's feelings so much or the quality of her sleep, for that matter.

When he was in the hallway outside the bedroom, he called the person back and asked in hushed tones, "What is it?"

The other person on the line was Troy, and there was an urgency in his tone as he said, "Mr. Buckley, something happened at the company."

"I'll be right over."

Greg was somewhat conflicted after he hung up the call, for he had promised Abigail that he would make her breakfast, but as things stand…

He had no choice but to wake the servants and emphasize that they should not disturb Abigail. Then, he hastily put on a change of clothes and made his way over to the company.

Greg was already long gone by the time Abigail woke up. Even the kids had finished their breakfast and were playing in their room. Groggily, she glanced at the time and saw that it was nearly noon.

She felt rejuvenated after catching up on sleep. She got out of bed and washed up, then went into the living room.

Upon seeing that she had woken up, the butler immediately served her food. "Dr. Kain, Mr. Buckley went to the company to handle an emergency. Here, have some breakfast."

"Thank you," Abigail replied. She didn't actually plan on having breakfast. It was already 10.30AM, and she might as well wait until lunchtime. However, seeing as the butler had served her food, she would feel bad if she refused to eat. More to the point, she was a little hungry.

Presently, she pulled up a seat at the dining table, and she had only taken a few mouthfuls of food when she saw Alissa walking in.

"Mommy, can I have some money, please?"

"What's the money for?" Abigail wasn't one to indulge in her children's whims and demands. She was, by definition, a strict mother.

Alissa said quietly, "I want to get a pair of new boxing gloves."

"How much are they?"

"Three hundred."

Abigail slipped out the banknotes from her pocket, counted three hundred in cash, and handed them to Alissa. "Money doesn't grow on trees, so try to avoid loose spending habits."

"Got it," Alissa said as she giggled and walked away with the money.

As she watched her daughter leave, Abigail couldn't help her relief. She remembered how frightened she had been when she saw Alissa bleeding profusely.

the butler came over to

didn't think it was appropriate for her to stay here any longer. Just as she

her car not too long ago, and she wondered how

place, then threw on casual wear

the VIP ward as per Greg's solemn

when Abigail entered her room and greeted, "Are we feeling

Miss Abigail!" Anastasia flashed her a warm smile as

that it was a volume on financial management. "You need to rest up. You can always read after you recover

use this chance to go through the subject

which meant no one had

accident and being hospitalized isn't exactly an accomplishment. Besides, I didn't want to trouble them; I don't

notion on Anastasia's part. "Where's the caretaker I

perfectly fine on my own. I feel bad enough that you have

and prompted, "So, have you thought about which companies you'd like to

I'm just fresh out of college, so I don't think I'm qualified to be selective in the companies I apply to. I'd be grateful enough if any of them would schedule me for interviews. Regardless of the company I eventually end up working

seemed to characterize most of her generation. Instead, she analyzed things and kept a cool head, then took one step at a time to attain her goals.

and all that greeted her return after she disappeared for five years were rancid memories. As things were, she really had

rather friendly, and she teased a little mischievously, "Where's your boyfriend, Miss

out of her daze and gaped

elaborated, " I meant the hottie

him. He's not my

from the look in his eyes

Cares deeply for me? As if! "No, you've got it all

looking as if she thought their dynamics were a

the first place. Ah, forget it. I don't want to

conversed for a while more before Abigail rose

already lunchtime when Abigail left. She wasn't particularly hungry, what with her late breakfast. She was planning to take a nap when she got home, but she never expected to run into Sasha

away from them, but Emma

shrill cry, she lunged toward

how swollen Emma's face was, not to mention her obvious

she extended her arms,

as she dodged the oncoming attack. But Emma was on a roll, for after she missed the first time, she spun on her heels and lunged at her

the girl's nails could sink into her face and bit out icily,

you? Do you call yourself a human? I'm your sister, whether you like it or not, but you still went ahead and

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