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."

turned the steering wheel and drove into a different

surrounding scenery kept reversing, Abigail

isn't the road

say I'm taking you

words got Abigail stumped once

are we going

You'll

out of downtown into a media strip area. After making

The red-light district?!

her to Harrion's most lavish and

Abigail stared at Greg, gobsmacked

man was absolutely

man would bring their girlfriend

he worried that she wouldn't know how many

he think she was too

hit the roof, even having the urge

course, Greg sensed

wanted to

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

still couldn't move her. It also made him realize that

foot into. However, it was also the place Greg entrusted his

to bring Abigail

her to see his good side and also let her know

he wanted Abigail to know as long as it was who he

her doubts, the car suddenly jounced, and

a seat belt or

asked worriedly, but

this speed that he had forgotten anything could

before she could say anything, the hunted, seeing a car coming in, instantly ran ecstatically in

"Help! Please, save me!"

or fifties, and right then, his face

car window, leaving horrifyingly bloody handprints

was customary for her, but under these circumstances, it was still rather hard for

Abigail sat still.

more, this man might be covered in blood, but who knew if he had done something to piss

should do any unnecessary kindness, especially at a place

he saw that Abigail didn't let her

sure

A hint of delight laced his

a screw loose that day. Taking her to the red-light district aside, how was he

gander at him, she said monotonously, "Every place has its rules. This is the red-light district, a no man's land, so this place naturally has its 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

borderline heartless, but they strangely matched

bloody man's collar, and chucked him aside. "What are you, blind? Your death isn't even enough

the