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!"

of the car in a

his eyes went cold. "Pardon us for our crass manners,

He then attacked her.

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

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

look over

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

jacket, revealing the tank

how much she practiced and trained, her

they saw Abigail take off her jacket, they

together," she

Then, when she charged swiftly at them, they were even

move so fast before, other than

they spent blanking out. Then, before the others could

since she was a woman,

battle started

as if she had never been in a life-or-death fight since leaving Hitman Island. Now, she could vent her anger and frustration with her fists. Soon, she

a massacre in

happening. When she saw that it was Abigail, she quickly

"Let her in now!"

her in or to let her

know what

Anyway, we did not tell her to come here. She came here on her own. It

wavered between the orders that he received from Greg and Valerie's

of life, and he shuddered with fear. If Mr. Buckley died, Abigail will be the first to

that was what he

"Now, go!"

slow that Valerie felt like

he should only listen to Greg since he was Greg's assistant. No matter

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

Assassino was in Greg's

stunned when he

a good 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

as he 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 her skin, it gave him

Goodness, gracious!

Greg found out about this, everyone here would

thought, he hurriedly wore a

hurt, and we have no surgeons here. Please

Benjamin's

They then turned to look at the pair of sunglasses he had

do you have those

"To avoid disaster."

and handed it to her with his eyes closed.

was currently covered in sweat, and it would be uncomfortable to put

he hurriedly added as if a thought just struck him. "Why

Also, you have three seconds to tell

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