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."

and drove into a different

the surrounding scenery kept reversing, Abigail noticed that something

the

I say I'm taking

words got Abigail stumped

we

tight. You'll

media strip area.

The red-light district?!

Harrion's most lavish and

insane! Abigail stared at Greg,

man was absolutely

bring their girlfriend to the red-light

know how many 'girl friends'

did he think she

Abigail hit the roof, even having

Greg sensed her

wanted to

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, he still couldn't move her. It

foot into. However, it was also the place Greg

wanted to

side and also let her know

bad, or the ugly, he wanted

shot daggers at him. But just as she wanted to voice her doubts, the car suddenly jounced, and Abigail hurriedly grabbed the ceiling handle.Then, she saw a man running out of an alley with

halt. If she hadn't remembered to put on a seat belt or she hadn't grabbed the handle, her forehead would've hit

Greg asked worriedly, but

was so used to driving at this speed

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

"Help! Please, save me!"

or fifties, and right then, his face and arms were covered in

at the car window, leaving horrifyingly bloody handprints on it,

under these circumstances, it was still rather hard for her to

Abigail sat still.

more, this man might be covered in blood, but who knew

doctor, yes, but she didn't think she should

let her compassion take over like other women would

sure

to save him?" A hint of delight laced

red-light district aside, how was he

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

borderline heartless, but

bloody man's collar, and chucked him aside. "What are you, blind?

Greg opened the