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

eyes went cold. "Pardon us for our

He then attacked her.

did not retreat. Instead, she punched one of the guards who

face. The taste of blood and pain made the man

all turned to look over when

that she had

stripped out of her jacket, revealing the tank top she wore

much she practiced and trained, her figure

this whole time. So, when they saw Abigail take off her jacket, they

take all of you together," she said with

stunned at her brazen attitude. Then, when she charged swiftly at them, they were even more shocked by

had never seen anyone move so fast

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 fluid and

easy on her since she was a woman,

started

in a life-or-death fight since leaving Hitman Island. Now, she could vent her anger and frustration with her fists. Soon, she was covered in a

It was a massacre in terms of how she

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

"Let her in now!"

said to not let her in

know what to

here. She came here

wavered between the orders that he

was covered in blood as he clung to the last threads of life, and

that was

"Now, go!"

that Valerie felt like she was going

a stubborn man who thought he should only listen to Greg since he

like him since a good assistant should only ever be

and Night Assassino was in Greg's hands. It

ran out of the mansion. He was stunned when he saw

fighter, but he did not realize just how good she was. Even though about five men surrounded her, everyone could see that she was going easy on them. More importantly, these men were the best fighters that

moonlight shining down her skin gave her a soft glow. Combined with the sweat on her skin, it gave him some rather improper

Goodness, gracious!

Greg found out about this, everyone here would

a pair

Buckley is hurt, and we

Benjamin's words, she abruptly

heard him call her "Ma'am", they all froze. They then turned

why do you have those

"To avoid disaster."

then picked up her jacket and handed it to her with his eyes closed.

it would be uncomfortable to put her

hurriedly added as if a thought just

fine. Just give me the coats. Also, you

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