Chapter 224

Abigail had no idea that a simple favor she did would turn Charlotte's life on its head and even breathe new life into Charlotte's future.

When she arrived at Hitman Island with Addison, everything around them was a mess. It was evident that the battle was over.

Abigail felt giddy looking at the destruction where a tall, metal wall once stood.

"Miss Abigail, I see signs of battle here. Unfortunately, we were too late."

Addison reported after scanning their surroundings.

Were they too late?

Abigail hurriedly dashed toward where she used to live.

Greg was here to wipe away any traces of her on this island, so he had to have been to her room.

However, she had run so fast that her injury loudly protested. With a cry of pain, she collapsed onto the ground, where glass shards pierced into her hand. Blood began to roll down her hands.

"Are you okay, Miss Abigail?"

For a moment, Abigail wanted to break down from the intense pain she was feeling. Her sprained ankle should have healed within a few days with the help of the special tincture. Nevertheless, she had not spent the past few days recovering in peace.

Anyway, she was worried about Greg, so she did not have time for her injured leg.

"I'm fine. Leave me. See if there's anyone around here."

Abigail ordered Addison away.

While he was worried, he knew what she was like. Thus, he walked away without protesting.

She then pulled out a tiny bottle from her pockets. She had brought some of her special tinctures for emergency purposes. Hopefully, it would be enough until they were done with this blasted island.

After she rubbed some tincture on her leg that had been screaming with pain, she stood up and limped over to her dorm.

A fire had burned through everything around here, and she could still see sparks of ember lingering around.

There was nothing that fire could not destroy. Was this Greg's doing?

Where was he?

Had he left with the Interpol officers, or had he gone home alone?

No matter how hard she looked, she could not see a single sign of him. She quickly pulled out her phone to call him as her heart began to race uneasily.

The call went on and on, but no one answered.

She grew even more worried as time passed.

After multiple unanswered calls, she knew something terrible had happened.

"Addison, let's go back to Harrion now!"

While she did not know if she could find Greg in Harrion, that was the only place where she knew he would appear.

Seeing the unpleasant look on her face, Addison swiftly helped her back to the plane without asking any questions.

By the time they arrived back in Harrion, it was past midnight. Even so, she drove over to Allie's Garden. It was completely dark. Not even her home had lights on.

That meant Charlotte was not home.

Neither was Greg.

phone was off,

she had ever panicked this badly. It was as if she had lost something important.

over to Valerie's home. When Lisa saw her coming, Lisa pulled

Old Madam

for Greg. Where is

course, Abigail knew Valerie

something big must have happened since Greg had not been answering her calls. With how protective Valerie was, there was no way she would still

Dr. Kain," Lisa angrily huffed. "If

"He, what?"

outcomes she had already anticipated, Abigail

when she realized that she had let something

slammed the door

angry with her. Harrion was so

what had happened between them, upset grew

not have let him do as

she found out he was going to

would know where he

recalled

into her car and

like her? He would not even let anyone tell her where he was,

Abigail pulled up

a few times since her return to the city, but she never liked her visits. In fact, she had long since broken ties with Jonathan

to the door

inhabitants were happy to be woken up in the middle of the

"What do you want?"

door open. However, he paused upon seeing

moonlight, she looked somewhat disheveled. Her hair was dripping with sweat as if she had been running. His

Why are

"Is your mom home?"

in which Abigail spoke made

want with her? You know how bad her temper is. If there is

business

away and

a question for you!

thrown all manners out

her after waking her up

talk to her tomorrow? Why not ask me

Can you tell me where Greg would

hope. Yet, the panic and worry lurking inside

"Uncle Greg is hurt?"

"I said 'if'."

that Greg was currently injured, he might do

that she wanted

around. Why don't you sit down and wait,

she was in no mood

she saw her

want? How dare

Where would Greg go for treatment

Victoria paused.

"He's hurt?"

truly mother and son; the two of them all focused

"I can give you the address,

"What is it?"

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