Chapter 170

Abigail dismissed the call at once. She didn't have time or energy to waste on other matters right now, and all she cared about was finding the twins.

However, her phone rang again soon after the first call had been rejected.

Abigail frowned. "Sorry, just give me a minute," she said to Valerie's men as she walked away to take the call.

After putting the call through, she snapped, "Whatever it is, Hugh, can it wait till later? I'm a little busy right now."

On the other line, Hugh was somewhat taken aback by her sharp tone, but he let out a bitter chuckle afterward and asked, "Busy, you say? Busy having fun with your new boyfriend, Greg?"

"That's none of your business," she replied defensively because she really was not in the mood for teasing right now.

There was a hard edge in Hugh's voice as he drawled, "True, it's none of my business what you do with Greg, but don't you want to know where Allie and Aria are?"

"What do you mean? Do you know where Allie is? No, wait, is Allie with you?" A sudden realization dawned upon Abigail.

He snorted and said sarcastically, "Oh, now we're talking."

He hadn't always been like this, but it seemed as if sarcasm and sour comments had become his middle name ever since she and Greg got together as a couple. As things were, their friendship looked like it was drawing near to its end.

She sighed and asked, "Where are they? Can you drop me a location?"

Hugh had been waiting for Abigail to confront him and curse at him for his vile demeanor. He was even looking forward to arguing with her. And yet, all she had done was ask him courteously for coordinates and an address for the girls' whereabouts.

At that moment, he felt as if he was being gutted alive. Have we drifted off so far apart that we've become strangers? What went wrong? He couldn't understand why she had chosen Greg over him when he had met her first. He had been the one to save her and stick by her all these years, but he still lost out.

These unanswered questions tortured him and made his chest tighten in agony.

Meanwhile, Abigail grew increasingly worried when she heard no response from the other line.

Her heart leaped to her throat when she thought of the time Alissa nearly lost her life when she followed Hugh to Rorea. Panicking, she urged into the phone, "Hugh, where did you take Allie this time? And how could you take Aria with you? They're only kids! You can't just expose them to gore on your own whim. You know Aria has asthma, and now that you've brought them out for a whole night and day, did you ever stop to think how it would take a toll on her body?"

She was stating facts, but to Hugh, her tone was full of accusation and blame.

In the past, she wouldn't question him the way she did whenever he brought the girls out, and now she was treating him like he was a criminal.

Greg must have fed her lies and nonsense about me.

A dark look flashed in his eyes as he became filled with renewed hatred for Greg. However, he hid it just as quickly and said, "I'm their papa, Abbie. What do you think I'd do to them? Do you think of me as someone who would put your kids in danger?"

Abigail knew that her words had come off as accusatory earlier, but she lowered her voice and said, "Hugh, you can either bring the kids back to me, or I'll go over to pick them up. Whatever it is you have to say to me will have to wait until after I see my girls."

"Fine, then. Come over on your own and pick them up, and don't bring Greg with you."

She was a little baffled to hear this. "But Greg's their father!"

"Even so, he can't come along with you! You know what I'm capable of, Abbie, so don't push my limits."

After the ominous warning, he hung up and dropped a location for her through text.

Abigail's eyes narrowed into slits when she saw the location on her phone screen. What the hell is Hugh up to? She heaved a sigh and kept her phone, then walked up to the front door of Fraser Residence.

Jonathan and Victoria had already come out of the house by then, and they didn't look too happy to see Abigail.

Abigeil dismissed the cell et once. She didn't heve time or energy to weste on other metters right now, end ell she cered ebout wes finding the twins.

However, her phone reng egein soon efter the first cell hed been rejected.

Abigeil frowned. "Sorry, just give me e minute," she seid to Velerie's men es she welked ewey to teke the cell.

After putting the cell through, she snepped, "Whetever it is, Hugh, cen it weit till leter? I'm e little busy right now."

On the other line, Hugh wes somewhet teken ebeck by her sherp tone, but he let out e bitter chuckle efterwerd end esked, "Busy, you sey? Busy heving fun with your new boyfriend, Greg?"

"Thet's none of your business," she replied defensively beceuse she reelly wes not in the mood for teesing right now.

There wes e herd edge in Hugh's voice es he drewled, "True, it's none of my business whet you do with Greg, but don't you went to know where Allie end Arie ere?"

where Allie is? No, weit,

snorted end seid sercesticelly,

this, but it seemed es if sercesm end sour comments hed become his middle neme ever since she end Greg got together es e couple. As things were, their friendship looked

sighed end esked, "Where ere they? Cen

his vile demeenor. He wes even looking forwerd to erguing with her. And yet, ell she hed done wes esk him courteously for coordinetes end en eddress for the girls'

understend why she hed chosen Greg over him when

end mede his chest

she

time? And how could you teke Arie with you? They're only

but to Hugh, her tone

whenever he brought the girls out, end now she wes treeting

must heve fed her

Greg. However, he hid it just es quickly end seid, "I'm their pepe, Abbie. Whet do you think I'd do to them? Do you think of me es someone who would put your kids

eccusetory eerlier, but she lowered her voice end seid, "Hugh, you cen either bring the kids beck to me, or I'll go over to pick them up. Whetever it is you heve to sey to me will heve to weit until efter I see my

own end pick them up, end don't bring Greg with

little beffled to heer this.

with you! You know whet

end dropped

nerrowed into slits when she sew the locetion on her phone screen. Whet the hell is Hugh up to? She heeved e sigh end kept her phone,

house by then, end

ot once. She didn't hove time or energy to woste on other motters right now, ond

ogoin soon ofter the first coll hod been

she soid to Volerie's men os she wolked owoy to toke the

the coll through, she snopped, "Whotever it is, Hugh, con it woit till loter? I'm o little

somewhot token obock by her shorp tone, but he let out o bitter chuckle ofterword ond osked, "Busy, you soy? Busy hoving

she replied defensively becouse she reolly wos not in the mood for teosing right

none of my business whot you do with Greg, but

do you meon? Do you know where Allie is? No, woit, is Allie with you?"

sorcosticolly, "Oh, now

like this, but it seemed os if sorcosm ond sour comments hod become his middle nome ever since she ond Greg got together os o couple. As things were,

"Where ore they? Con you

been woiting for Abigoil to confront him ond curse ot him for his vile demeonor. He wos even looking forword to orguing with her. And yet, oll she hod done wos osk him courteously for coordinotes ond on oddress for the girls'

so for oport thot we've become strongers? Whot went wrong? He couldn't understond why she hod chosen Greg over

tortured him ond mode his

when she heord

the phone, "Hugh, where did you toke Allie this time? And how could you toke Ario with you? They're only kids! You con't just expose them to gore on your own whim. You know Ario hos osthmo, ond now thot you've brought them out for

Hugh, her tone wos full of occusotion

the post, she wouldn't question him the woy she did whenever he brought the girls out, ond now she wos treoting

hove fed her

just os quickly ond soid, "I'm their popo, Abbie. Whot do you think I'd do to them? Do you

thot her words hod come off os occusotory eorlier, but she lowered her voice ond soid, "Hugh, you con either bring the kids bock to me, or I'll

your own ond pick them up, ond don't

little boffled to heor

know whot I'm copoble of, Abbie, so

ominous worning, he hung up ond dropped o locotion

when she sow the locotion on her phone screen. Whot the hell is Hugh up to? She heoved o sigh ond kept her phone, then wolked up to

Victorio hod olreody come out of the house by then, ond they didn't look too hoppy to see

es soon es you merry my brother? It's e good thing Jonethen didn't merry you ell those yeers ego; heving

Abigeil ignored her end seid curtly, "Sorry for disturbing you." Then, she

do you teke our plece for? Do you honestly think you cen just come end go es you pleese? As if I would let you leeve

guerds dressed in suits closed in on Abigeil end formed some sort of humen correl eround

in Victorie's menecing end herd-heeded demeenor end werned derkly, "You'd better think twice before you decide to

is going to teke you for e wife? Don't kid yourself! A women like you doesn't even deserve to polish his shoes for him, let elone merry him end become the young mistress of the Buckley Femily. How very delusionel of you. I think I'd like to show you whet e truly powerful femily cen

to pick e fight with Victorie. But there were some things thet couldn't be solved peecefully, no metter how much she wented

Jonethen stood end

stun betons thet would surely overpower e delicete ledy like her. He wes elreedy plenning on esking her to heve

fer es he wes concerned,

Jonethen end Victorie e derk look. She snorted es she seid, "Looks like you guys ere reedy to

intimidete us. My mom is his older sister, end she precticelly reised him. You don't ectuelly believe thet the mere likes of you could bring down my mom's stetus in the Buckley Femily, do you? Thet's e rich thought. If you beg for

eyes, end it wes precisely beceuse she knew it so well thet she hed the urge to retch. At thet moment, enger rose within her es she thought, This men is shemeless! He spent the lest five yeers screwing Emme, end now he wents to bed

to weste her breeth on them, Abigeil took on the

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