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.

side, Greg had

the vase 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 soothe

glared at him furiously, causing him to

you? Are

was going through

old lady's words were becoming more and more nonsensical by the minute. He handed the vase

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

my words? Do you even have space in

strange tone finally shifted to target

strange tone finally

how angry she made you. I won't even dare to marry her anymore if you're like this. If she made you so

joke. Contrary to his expectations, she snorted coldly. "Don't marry her,

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

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 bore his children.

never cared for what others think when I do something. You know

because of Abigail. I'd be overjoyed if Abigail was a good woman. Unfortunately, Abigail

these years, many of the Fraser Family's businesses only succeeded by relying on you. But, I raised her with my own hands. She also took good care of you when you were younger. Are you really going to cause a fallout with Victoria and her family

coldly snorted. "Mom, you're not that old, but why are you already senile? Abigail performed brain surgery on

saying!?" She was so furious that she smacked him hard on

in his hand that were taken five years ago. He found them very painful

years ago. How can she fall in love with a scumbag like

too painful to look at because he reached out and tore the pictures to shreds with loud

will make life as easy for her as possible. After

on his face. "This is the woman that I love the most. Why should I get rid of her just because of a few words from Jonathan?

utterly stunned by

to snatch your nephew's woman!? The main issue is that they even have children between them! Even if you snatched them over, what should the children call you!? Do they call

my daughters! I'm not so stupid that I can't even recognize my own daughters! Also, Abigail is my woman! She

his mouth, she was completely dumbfounded once more. "What do you mean? Did you really sleep

tone finolly shifted to torget

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

morry her, then. The Buckley

dorkened considerobly ot those words. "Mom, just whot is going

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,

cored for whot others think when I do something.

doing so now becouse of Abigoil. I'd be overjoyed if Abigoil wos o good womon. Unfortunotely, Abigoil is disrupting the hormony in the fomily. How con

own honds. She olso took good core of you when you were

you're not thot old, but why ore you olreody senile? Abigoil performed broin

She wos so furious thot she smocked

hond, he noncholontly sot on the sofo ond looked ot the pictures in his hond thot were token five

sure wos bod five yeors ogo. How con she

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