Not One, But Two!

Chapter 219

How did it feel like to miss someone?

Abigail didn't know about it until now. It was like an invisible string that sometimes shackled and tightened one's heart, in which the throbbing pain conjured memories in one's mind.

Abigail grabbed the tomatoes and suddenly thought of the tomato egg prepared by Greg. The flashback was so vivid that she could even recall his expression back then.

She felt somewhat resigned and frustrated with herself and was about to switch them to other ingredients when Charlotte's voice resounded behind her.

"Thinking about Greg?"

"Stop spouting nonsense, please." Abigail, who was caught red-handed, wasn't sure what she should do with the tomatoes in her hand now. "What would you like to have? Are tomatoes alright for you?"

"I'm fine with anything. I'm a simple woman," said Charlotte casually as her eyes were fixated upon Abigail with an ambiguous gaze. "Tell me, why are you suddenly dating Greg when you've been single for five years? Not to mention the fact that you've obtained the custody right to your kids? Look at Hugh, who's been by your side for five years. He's handsome and capable. He's not that bad compared to Greg, but why have you chosen Greg?"

"And what's wrong with Greg?" Abigail took out another two eggs after cleaning the tomatoes.

Her simple question made Charlotte answer solemnly. "He's not one simple man, and he's not what you think he is. Although everyone on Hitman Island has to treat him with respect, they will not let him get away from it, even if he's the leader of Night Assassino. Besides, even the best hacker failed to pry his background."

Abigail was stunned, for she had not considered doing a background check on Greg. Not even once. However, she now wondered if she should do it since Charlotte had brought it up. "Why the background check?"

"Don't you think that something's off? Old Madam Buckley has looked after him since he was a child, but we couldn't find out who his father was. Old Madam Buckley has her marriage hidden well, too; even though she's divorced, there's no gist of her ex-husband's identity. Greg lives in the Gray Territory, but can you believe that he seldom does illicit affairs? Suppose a mafia boss can be the leader of Night Assassino without any illegal involvement. In that case, it is either that he has a powerful backer or he's powerful enough to take the position. In fact, he would be so powerful that no one could track back the traces of his deeds. Otherwise, he must've destroyed every evidence."

Charlotte was like a wake-up call that knocked Abigail to her senses because she didn't think that much. Greg was simply the person she liked and nothing more. She didn't care about his identity.

"Don't pry further if it's a waste of time. We'll know when the time comes."

"Do I have to remind you of the consequences of going against Hitman Island? You're going to get yourself assassinated for a mere man! So, what if you have Shadow to protect you? They can't possibly keep you safe all the time. I do not doubt your skills, but once the never-ending chase starts, you won't get to live a peaceful life. Do you hear me? Can you even guarantee your children's safety? Abigail Kain, you've never been the one who makes rash decisions, but why now? Why are you being so careless?"

Noticing Charlotte's concern and worries, Abigail smiled. She's still the same—cold on the outside but warm on the inside.

"And you're smiling right now? I guess that's the only thing you've learned in the past five years." Charlotte was evidently vexed.

Abigail popped a piece of ham into Charlotte's mouth. "I know that you're worried about me."

Charlotte as she began munching the piece of meat, albeit disapproving of Abigail's action of feeding

comforted, "I'll deal with Hitman Island. At most, I will just ruin them and turn

left the kitchen after having said everything

her? Is that why she can't get

done a thorough background check on Greg before getting affiliated with him in order to prevent

is really in danger. What should I do? Charlotte was at her wit's

quite laid-back about the whole

her in the future. Although she wasn't afraid of the incessant assassination, she had to reconsider her kids' safety. Obliterating

her hands

Charlotte looked at the appetizing dishes, she couldn't help the sincere praise from blurting out, "I never knew that you're a good

know about me. Why don't

nonplussed. "Have you

liked you since long

sudden 'confession'. "Are you

talking about, Charlotte? Do you need a punch to knock some sense into your head?" Abigail knew that she could never

as she replied nonchalantly, "Let me eat before you

set her taste buds tingling. She reckoned that none of the restaurants would be able to

of the few friends that Abigail had. Thus, even if she were planning to annihilate Hitman Island,

the matter to me. I can guarantee you that no

How can you let everyone forget about a living person? What about those records, even if they suffered from memory loss? You're too naive, Abigail. My life had never been the same as it was after I graduated from college, and everything is recorded. They will send the records to the police the moment I plan

of leaving?

island was a prison where killing was not uncommon. The moment she set foot

for the rest of her life. She was the syndicate's weapon, which could do nothing other than rake in

a shot, either. She tried several times, yet the only thing she had received

lost her appetite and put down her

"Do you know

nut to crack. So, we can't hire him, no matter

She had been careful about her identity, but