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.

and Greg. Unfortunately, Benjamin's phone was off, and

ever panicked this badly. It was

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

Old Madam Buckley is not

Greg. Where

course, Abigail knew Valerie

answering her calls. With how protective Valerie was, there was

your concern, Dr. Kain," Lisa angrily huffed.

"He, what?"

all the outcomes she had already anticipated, Abigail

she realized that she had let

then slammed

with her. Harrion was so big that

to what had happened between them, upset

have let

she found out he was going to Hitman

know where he was

recalled

swiftly jumped into her car and

a pause, she angrily sighed. "She doesn't care about the Young Master at all. Just why would he go through all that pain and suffering for a woman like her? He would not even let anyone tell her where he was, even though he was badly hurt. He said he did

pulled up

few times since her return to the city, but she never liked her visits. In fact, she had long since broken ties with Jonathan and Victoria. Nevertheless, the only person who knew where Greg was

stepped up to the

happy to be woken up in

"What do you want?"

pulled the door open. However, he

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

are you

"Is your mom home?"

swiftness in which Abigail spoke

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

business

pushed him away and

I have a

thrown all manners

shouting for her after waking her up from her

important. Can't you talk to her tomorrow? Why not ask me

me where Greg would

eyes full of hope. Yet, the panic and worry lurking inside made his

"Uncle Greg is hurt?"

"I said 'if'."

been eyeing the Buckley Group. Hence, if he found out that Greg was currently injured, he might do

spent so long thinking about the answer that she wanted

someone ask around. Why don't

smiled at her, but she was

saw her son's eyes

what do you want? How dare you

question, Victoria. Where would Greg go for treatment if

Victoria paused.

"He's hurt?"

and son; the two of them all focused on

was about to reply, Victoria said, "I can

"What is it?"

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