Not One, But Two!

Chapter 147

Sasha froze at her question.

Curious?

How could she not be?

But Philip beat her to near death when she went into his study once when she was younger. She had thought his mania had relapsed and would apologize to her once he came back to his senses. But who would have thought he locked her up right after that and starved her for three days straight, causing her to nearly die of starvation down in the basement.

From then on, she knew she was forbidden from stepping into his study.

Not only her, but the entire Kain Family.

Even the servants were forbidden to clean his study.

That room has always been his personal territory. No one else was permitted to enter.

However, Sasha still snuck in once when Emma was five. But apart from a bibliotheca, there was only an office desk and a computer. There was nothing shady at all. Then again, most of his book collections were about precious gems and treasures.

At that, she thought she got beaten for nothing.

As Philip got on in years, he mellowed down a lot and wouldn't use his fists for no reason anymore. Sasha's memory of those fears slowly faded away with time, but the look he had when he was enraged still stuck in her mind to this day.

"Emma, listen to me. You can go into any room in this house except for your father's study. Got it?"

Sasha's prudence and sobriety got Emma even more curious.

However, upon seeing her mother's worried eyes, she nodded immediately.

Bah, she could just sneak a peek some other time. What was the worst that could happen?

Emma made up her mind at that. Then, at the thought of Jonathan coming over, she hurriedly went back to her room to dress up.

She had to show her best side to him, and show him who was the best.

With that, she busied away.

Meanwhile, Abigail and Greg headed out. However, she suddenly pointed out, "Do you think we're giving him a little too much respect by rushing over like this when I've just told him we're going over for dinner?"

"So what do you want to do, sweetheart? Tell me. I'll definitely see to it."

Greg's hooligan attitude got Abigail wanting to laugh.

"Shouldn't the Fourth Young Master of Harrion be acting gentlemanly? Look at you; you're acting like a gangster."

"Then, how about this gangster take you to a gangster's territory?"

His words got her somewhat baffled. "Huh?"

She was thinking he would be taking her to his company. After all, it was already after work hours. It'd be nothing to go at this time. Not many people would see her, but it was fine even if they did. Since she had decided to be with Greg, she naturally wouldn't be afraid of anything.

She nodded at that, saying, "Sure, let's see what your territory is like."

"Let's go then."

steering wheel and drove into a different

reversing, Abigail noticed that

this isn't the

did I say

words got Abigail

are we

sit tight. You'll know

strip area. After

The red-light district?!

her to Harrion's most lavish and

Abigail stared at Greg, gobsmacked

was absolutely

bring their girlfriend to the red-light

know how many 'girl friends' he

did he think she

roof, even

Greg

still wanted to bring

his dumba*s self was still courting Genevieve, he had accompanied her to every spot in Harrion. And to be worthy of her, he had even tried his best to conceal his true identity even if she knew his background. However, he still did everything he could to hide his dark side from her, for

her, he still couldn't move her. It also

was the only place Genevieve had never stepped foot into. However, it was also the

to bring Abigail

good side and also let her

the good, the bad, or the ugly, he wanted Abigail to know

car suddenly jounced, and

car came to a screeching halt. If she hadn't remembered to put on a seat belt or she hadn't grabbed the handle,

okay?" Greg asked worriedly, but

was so used to driving at this speed that he had forgotten anything could

before she could say anything, the hunted,

"Help! Please, save me!"

his forty or fifties, and right then,

window, leaving horrifyingly bloody handprints on it,

under these circumstances, it was still rather

Abigail sat still.

be covered in blood, but who

doctor, yes, but she didn't think she should do any unnecessary kindness, especially at a

he saw that Abigail didn't let her compassion take over like other women

sure was

save him?" A hint of delight laced his

screw loose that day. Taking her to the red-light district aside, how was he suddenly kind enough to want to save that

rules of survival. Since these people outside can't do anything about it, why should a first-time outsider like me do something? I don't have a death wish. You need to have the capacity to meddle in someone's business even if you want to be nosy, or you'll just end up paying the price for

borderline heartless, but they

collar, and chucked him aside. "What are you, blind? Your death isn't even enough to make up for blocking my wife

the