Not One, But Two!

Chapter 225

Abigail's leg began to throb in pain. She had been walking for so long that it had started protesting at her rough treatment.

She returned to her car and took off her shoes to see her ankle swelling. Even if her medical tincture was unique, it was not a miracle cure because her ankle would not get better instantly.

The pain nearly overwhelmed her, but she clung to her worry for Greg.

He was definitely heavily injured. Why else would he refuse to let her know where he was and reject all of her calls?

The nerve of the man!

Once she had found him, she would definitely give him a proper beating.

She sat there, brooding. Eventually, the pain began to fade away slightly. Finally, she wore her shoes again and started driving to the secret hospital at breakneck speed.

It was located in a private residential area on the city's outskirts. There were many guards stationed around the gate. When they spotted Abigail's car pulling closer, one of them stepped up to stop her.

"Apologies, Miss. This is a private residence. Please leave."

Abigail turned to look at the forest and grass plain behind the mansion. "Is that area also part of the private residence?"

"Our young master owns this part of the land. Hence, you cannot enter."

She heard the order for her to scram loud and clear, so she decided to get straight to the point. "I'm looking for Greg Buckley or Benjamin Wallis."

The security guard was stunned. "Who are you to Mr. Buckley?"

"I am his wife."

When the guards heard that, they froze.

"Mr. Buckley has yet to marry or be engaged. He does not even have a girlfriend. Please leave!"

The guard speaking began to reach for the weapon strapped to his waist.

She glanced at his belt. Something was bulging near the area that seemed like a gun.

No civilian in this country was allowed to bear arms, yet he was blatantly carrying his guns around. Was he not afraid she would report them?

She suddenly realized there was something unfamiliar about these men.

While she did not know everyone who worked with Greg, these men had a specific air around them that those people did not. These men felt like soldiers.

"You are military?"

The man's face clouded over. "Stay, and you only have yourself to blame for what happens."

Abigail was right in her guess.

The guards were soldiers.

This had gone far beyond her expectations. Nevertheless, it was not up to them to deny her access to where she wanted to go or who she wanted to see.

"Move! I will say it one more time; I am here for Greg!"

out of the car in a rage of

saw her do that, his eyes went cold. "Pardon us for our

He then attacked her.

retreat. Instead, she punched one of the guards who attacked

on a person's face. The taste of blood and pain made the man falter. She seized the chance to then throw him over

to look

since she had a proper fight. There had been so much stress building up lately that she had been feeling frustrated. Even now, when she was looking for her man, she was being stopped by rude people of

of her jacket, revealing the tank

trained, her figure was incredibly alluring as

men had been bored this whole time. So, when they saw Abigail take

together,"

at her brazen attitude. Then, when she charged swiftly

never seen anyone move so fast before,

taken down two of them in the few moments they spent blanking out. Then, before the others could even get close to her, she whirled around in an extraordinarily

men thought of going easy on her since she was a woman, but they went

battle started

seriously. It seemed as if she had never been in a life-or-death fight since leaving Hitman Island. Now, she could

speaking, it was not a beating. It was a massacre in terms of how she

collapse, Valerie was finally notified of what was happening. When she saw that it was Abigail, she quickly

"Let her in now!"

to not let her in or to

not know

going to die," Valerie coldly stated. "Are we just going to sit idly by? Anyway, we did not tell her to come here. She came here on her own. It is

orders that he received from Greg

covered in blood as he clung to the last threads of life, and he shuddered with fear. If Mr. Buckley died, Abigail will be the first to kill

reason, that was what he

"Now, go!"

so slow that Valerie felt like she was going to

should only listen to Greg since he was Greg's assistant. No matter what she said, he would not obey her. Sometimes, he would

made her feel highly exasperated, yet she liked someone like him since a good assistant should only ever be loyal to

was an old woman. The future of the Buckleys and Night Assassino was in Greg's hands.

of the mansion. He was stunned when he saw Abigail having

she was. Even though about five men surrounded her, everyone could see

was about to speak, he realized she only had a tank top on. The moonlight shining down her skin gave her a soft glow. Combined with the sweat on

Goodness, gracious!

out about this, everyone here

hurriedly wore a pair of sunglasses before approaching

and we have no surgeons here. Please

Benjamin's words, she

her "Ma'am", they all froze. They then turned to look at the pair of sunglasses he had on and

why do you

"To avoid disaster."

picked up her jacket and handed it to

in sweat, and it would be uncomfortable to put her

added as if a thought

coats. Also, you have three seconds to