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."

girl," denied Charlotte as she began munching the piece of meat, albeit disapproving

with Hitman Island. At most, I will just ruin

the big talk, please." Charlotte left the kitchen after having

her? Is that why she

shoes, she wouldn't hesitate to leave that man. Besides, she would've done a thorough

she is really in danger. What should I do? Charlotte was at

quite laid-back about the whole situation and was reminded of something thanks to

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

head, her hands didn't stop. Soon, she served the dishes on the dining table.

help the sincere praise from blurting out, "I

so many things you don't know about me. Why don't you stay here and find them

"Have you fallen for

you since

shocked by the sudden 'confession'. "Are you

to knock some sense into your head?" Abigail knew that she could never get through to Charlotte, whose reasoning was

"Let me eat

taste buds tingling. She reckoned that none of the restaurants would be able to make the same delicious

her mood. Charlotte was one of the few friends that Abigail had. Thus, even if

just stay with me. Leave the matter to me. I can

meal, paused momentarily before letting out a bitter smile. "There's gonna be traces left as long as I've lived there. 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

Charlotte never thought of leaving? No, she

a prison where killing was not uncommon. The moment she set foot there had marked the beginning of the undoing

to live as an emotionless assassin for the rest of her life. She was the syndicate's weapon, which could do nothing

the only thing she had received

suddenly lost her appetite and put down

asked, "Do

to crack. So, we can't hire him, no matter how many times our instructor tries. Otherwise, we could've

She had been careful about