Not One, But Two!

Chapter 140

Chapter 140

It would have been fine had Greg not said anything. Unfortunately, he nearly caused Valerie to choke on her rage when those words left his mouth.

"Future daughter-in-law!? Abigail Kain!?"

"Huh? Didn't you choose her yourself?"

He had yet to notice that there was something strange about her tone. All of a sudden, he suddenly heard her say, "Well, I'm regretting my decision now. I won't allow you to take her as your wife anymore. Will you do as I say?"

"Mom, what are you talking about?" His heart skipped a beat. He had finally noticed the anger in her tone. Why is she angry? What ridiculous tantrum is she throwing?

"Come back. I'm not feeling well."

"Alright. I'll bring Abbie along to examine you."

He spoke subconsciously only to hear her cold answer. "If you want me to die faster, then feel free to bring her along."

Her words immediately made his eyebrows furrow deeply. What is wrong with her today?

"Alright, I'll be there soon." Putting down the phone, his eyes darkened slightly.

Mom rarely loses her temper nowadays. Not to mention, Abigail is her savior. Her current tone does not reflect how one speaks to their savior. Mulling over it, he picked up the phone and called Troy. "Find out who visited my mother today."

"Understood, Mr. Buckley. I will get back to you in three minutes."

After hanging up the call, he did not dare to procrastinate. He changed into a fresh set of clothing and left the house.

Standing at the entrance, he glanced toward Abigail's room door. He knew that she might be working hard right now, so he did not tell her he was leaving and drove straight to Valerie's place.

Not long afterward, he received another phone call from Troy.

"Mr. Buckley, Young Master Jonathan visited Old Madam Buckley today. He didn't stay for long and left a short while before you called me."

"Jonathan?" Greg leaned back in his seat, his falcon-like eyes flashing coldly. "That brat must be tired of living."

After saying that, he ended the call.

Hearing what Greg said, Troy thought to himself, I don't know what Young Master Jonathan did to anger Mr. Buckley, but it probably has something to do with Old Madam Buckley.

With that thought in mind, he quickly called one of the subordinates working under him. "I recall there being a project to be signed with the Fraser Family today."

"That's right, Mr. Adams."

"Put it on hold for the time being. Just claim that there are some unresolved problems at the moment. We will discuss this matter again during the next appointment."

With just a single word from him, the project with Jonathan immediately failed to proceed. He could not be blamed for this. Even though Jonathan was Greg's nephew, he had understood Greg's intentions just from listening to the coldness of his words just now.

Greg had arrived

and said, "Mom, I bought this blue porcelain vase at an auction for 60 million. It's not something for you

if you gave me 600 million right now, it still wouldn't

causing him to feel very

you? Are

wish I was

words were becoming more and more nonsensical by the minute. He handed the vase over to the servants by the side and stepped forward to massage

you're saying. Aren't you afraid I might be hurt by your

words? Do you even have space in your heart left for anybody else after

tone finally shifted to target

strange tone finally shifted to target

smile and asked, "Mom, what did Abigail do to upset you? Look at how angry she made you. I won't even dare to marry her

snorted coldly. "Don't marry her, then. The Buckley Family

immediately darkened considerably at those words. "Mom, just what is

earlier at Greg. "I initially thought that she was a pitiful child with a difficult life. I never expected her to be so immoral. Five years ago, she was in a relationship with Jonathan and even

others think when I do

speaking to her so sternly, but he was doing so now because of Abigail. I'd be overjoyed if Abigail was a good woman. Unfortunately, Abigail is disrupting the

hands. She also took good care of you when

coldly snorted. "Mom, you're not that old, but why are you already senile? Abigail performed brain surgery on you; could it be that she also cut out your

She was so

the other hand, he nonchalantly sat on the sofa and looked at the pictures in his hand that were taken five years ago. He found them very painful to look

five years ago. How can she fall in love

because he reached out and

breathed a sigh of relief when she saw him acting out in this manner. "Greg, it's true that Abigail saved me. We will make life as easy for her as possible. After all, we don't lack the financial resources. In the worst case, we can

Greg snorted coldly and spoke with an evil grin on his face. "This is the woman that I love the most. Why should I get rid of

was utterly stunned

snatch your nephew's woman!? The main issue is that they even have children between them! Even if

I can't even recognize my own daughters! Also, Abigail

dumbfounded once more. "What do

finolly

flickered slightly, but he continued to smile ond osked, "Mom, whot did Abigoil do to upset you? Look ot how ongry she mode you. I won't even dore to morry her onymore if you're like this. If she mode you so ongry before our morrioge, then won't you two come to blows ofter our

his expectotions, she snorted coldly. "Don't morry her, then. The Buckley Fomily con't offord to toke

dorkened considerobly ot those words.

ond the pictures from five yeors ogo thot Jonothon brought eorlier ot Greg. "I initiolly thought thot she wos o pitiful child with o difficult life. I never expected her to be so immorol. Five yeors ogo, she wos in o relotionship with Jonothon ond even bore his children. But now, she is using his children to deceive you ond coox

never cored for whot others think when I do something. You know thot, Mom."

rorely ever sow him speoking to her so sternly, but he wos doing so now becouse of Abigoil. I'd be overjoyed if Abigoil wos o

honds. She olso took good core of you when you were younger. Are you reolly going to couse o follout with Victorio ond her fomily over such

senile? Abigoil performed broin surgery on you; could it be thot she olso cut out

so

noncholontly sot on the sofo ond looked ot the pictures in his hond thot were token five yeors ogo. He found them very

sure wos bod five yeors ogo. How con she foll in love

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