Not One, But Two!

Chapter 200

Chapter 200

Blunt as always, Abigail voiced out her thoughts and asked, "Have I offended you in some way?"

Troy was taken aback by her question at first, and his first instinct was to say 'Of course'. However, he held his tongue in the end because he was afraid of Greg, not her.

He had worked for Greg for years, and he knew what the man was like. If he accidentally informed Abigail about something that Greg wanted him to keep secret, he could very well end up losing this crappy job too.

At the thought of this, Troy forced out a tight smile and said, "That's not possible, Dr. Kain. As if a lowly person such as myself could ever try to pick a bone with you."

"In that case, what's with the snide tone?" Abigail demanded icily. She had only called him to ask about Greg, and she thought she was being courteous enough already. It was uncomfortable to be treated like she had done some horrible wrong, and she was never one to put herself in such a position.

Troy grew furious upon sensing her unhappiness, but he suppressed his anger and said in the most placid tone he could muster, "You've misunderstood me, Dr. Kain—I talk like this all the time. Anyway, you said you wanted to meet up with me, right? You can go ahead and set the time and place. As for Mr. Buckley..."

"He doesn't need to know about this," she replied curtly.

When Troy heard this, a smirk curled on his lips. Turns out I was right! "Very well, Dr. Kain. Where should I meet you?"

She paused in thought before answering, "The hospital downtown."

Anastasia's face flashed in her mind as she said this. In a few days' time, Anastasia would be discharged from the hospital, so Abigail figured she could drop by the hospital to visit her. Besides, there were plenty of people in the premises, and if Greg were to find out about her meeting with Troy, she could always say she ran into him.

On the other hand, Troy did not object to the meeting place. "Okay. What time shall we meet?"

"Give me a second." She glanced at the time and saw that it was already 2.00PM. "I'll see you there at 3.30PM at Room 305 on the second floor."

With that, she ended the call.

Anastasia had been transferred to Room 305 as of now, and she was recovering well from her injuries. Abigail considered this and thought about asking Greg to take Anastasia in as an intern at the Buckley Group.

Having done all this, Abigail left the study and made her way downstairs.

When she saw Benjamin sitting on the couch watching the financial news on television, she was slightly stunned. "The financial news? I didn't know you were interested in stuff like that!"

Benjamin quickly got to his feet and said, "Mr. Buckley said that I'd need to stay on top of news like these now that I'm his personal assistant. The Buckley Group is a legitimate business, after all."

"That's true." She nodded before saying, "I'm heading over to the hospital downtown to visit a friend, and you'll be driving me."

but he soon remembered that Greg specifically asked him to keep her safe, never once mentioning that her freedom was restricted.

moment, Abigail genuinely thought Benjamin

the house and got into the car. Benjamin drove slowly, keeping the speed at forty miles an hour as they cruised steadily down

outside the hospital, and it

to help her down from the car

your foot, Dr. Kain?" Anastasia asked. She seemed to be in better spirits now that she was making good progress in her recovery, but she was shocked to see Abigail walking toward her while using Benjamin like

ankle, that's all. I've come to see how you're holding up, and also to remind you that you'll be released in the next few days. Meanwhile, I'll make arrangements for your internship at Buckley Group

mention the internship before, but over time, she began to worry that the latter might have forgotten about this. She was touched that Abigail had dropped by to tell her about it even though the woman

I'm ready for it. Don't worry, Dr. Kain—I promise I won't let

it your best shot,"

cut some fruits for you right away," Anastasia said,

having fruits right now, but perhaps you could go downstairs to the main entrance and get me a coconut

and dashed out the door to get the

Benjamin? She's still injured, and though she's recovering

that's the case, why did you make her run down to get

an hour or so. I want her to get better as quickly as she can. What,

hadn't used the words 'run off', but 'danger'

little flustered by this. Indeed, Greg had told him to keep her safe, but he said nothing about watching her every move. If he insisted on staying here, she might only grow tired of him. Besides, he

he said dutifully, "In that case, I'll go with her. Just stay here and get some rest, Ma'am.

replied with a slight

just left the room when Troy

a menacing gleam in his eyes while thinking to himself, I can't believe a

his face was quickly replaced by an indifferent one as soon as he closed the door behind him. He glanced at Abigail. As the woman sat next to the bed, he suppressed his hatred for her and asked, "What do you want to talk

a brief second, but she felt it nonetheless. He must really hate my guts, she thought grimly. However, she was still clueless as to what she had done to offend him, unless it

out to a different territory and asked mildly, "Why

looked angry for a moment, but he hid it just as quickly as he replied, "I made some mistakes at work and Mr.

mistakes did

you think you're crossing the line here? I know you're Mr. Buckley's girlfriend now, but you're not officially Mrs. Buckley yet. As such, you have no right looking into the company's internal affairs. Alternatively, you can always go and ask Mr. Buckley if you wish to know about anything, and if

it

me, who do you think Greg will listen

"What do you mean?"

more, she smirked and elaborated, "If I were to tell Greg that you've been here talking

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