The Spare Wife by Nadia Gordon

Chapter 405 A Peculiar Village

Although Abigail found it difficult to identify if the girl in the photo was Kelly, Abigail figured she might make discoveries once she got to Westcape Village.

The next day, she and Luna headed to Sicuaro.

Although Sicuaro was a highly developed city, the poverty gap between the folks in Sicuaro’s village and its surrounding towns was still pretty obvious.

After the two arrived at Sicuaro Airport, Abigail told Luna her plans, “I will go to Westcape Village while you go to the exhibition alone. I have some information regarding Kelly’s identity. So, I plan on checking it out.”

As soon as Luna heard her words, she immediately abandoned her attention on the luggage exit. Instead, she turned to look at Abigail with a frown on her face and questioned, “Don’t you think things are going way too smoothly? Besides, have you looked into what kind of village Westcape Village is? What if you can’t make it out in one piece once you’re there?”

“Relax. The new phone I bought has a satellite communication function, so I don’t have to worry about not being able to reach the outside world if there’s no signal,” Abigail said while raising her phone.

“Be careful then.” Regardless, Luna was still worried.

With that, Abigail waved her hand and left carrying her small backpack.

After a two-and-a-half-hour car ride, she arrived at Westcape Village.

Even though the village was very remote, Abigail could feel the folks living in this village were somewhat privileged, judging from the numerous villas and its scenic view.

She passed through the village entrance and saw an old woman sitting by the door, running her fingers through the dried soybeans on the concrete floor. Hence, she walked over and greeted, “Hello, Granny.”

The old woman looked up and sized her from top to bottom before nodding slightly. “Yes. What are you doing here?”

Since she spoke with a heavy accent, Abigail had difficulty figuring out what she was saying.

After a brief guess, she asked, “You asked me what I’m doing here, right?”

“Yeah. The old woman responded.

Abigail was unsure of how to start the rest of the conversation. Even if I can understand this line,

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here to ask about someone. Do you know a guy named Wilson Hagl

that name here. Which one are you looking for?” The old

It’s close to the Corynthean language that we speak. It’s just

name of Wilson Hagl in this

more with the old woman. She patiently gestured

nearby van, was watching

expect that she had

had a frown on his face as he expressed his thoughts. “I don’t think it’s weird that we managed to learn about this. What I find strange is that she actually found out

indeed where Kelly’s adoptive parents had lived. So far, they only managed to uncover

didn’t care about Kelly’s background. He came here

is so scheming, and Vincent’s family is cautious. Ms. Quinn can’t

it be intentional?” Cameron’s

keep an eye on the situation first,” Sean said

if I show up in front

get in her way as long as she leaves

finally acquired the home addresses. of the five people named Wilson Hagl

Village was massive. A large residential area came before sight after one stepped. through the village’s entrance. According to the old woman, they were currently in the middle village The upper village was located up and over the valley, whereas an hour-long walk through the field path along the middle village’s river and into

their lands belonged to

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the village was indeed

and seemed empty.

kept

disappeared, the old woman entered her house; her benign

after the call got through, she said, “We have a first- rate slave laborer here. She’s beautiful, and she looks rich. We can sell her

up after receiving a response from the

scratched the mosquito bites on his body,