Chapter 87 A Brush With The Truth

Abigail Barton was very reluctant to go to the countryside where Annalise lived.

She went along when they picked up Annalise last year. The countryside environment was simply unimaginable.

There were mud pits everywhere, and the stench of cow dung was disgusting.

She had no intention of going there a second time for the rest of her life after her first visit.

However, she relented and agreed when she saw Alexander’s unyielding look.

“Take your car!” said Alexander.

Abigail was speechless.

She cursed in her heart. It would take more than three hours of driving to reach the destination. There would be rugged mountain roads and rural trails after leaving the suburbs. It demanded driving skills and patience. The thought of that annoyed her.

“Alexander, why don’t I arrange for a driver?” Abigail suggested.

It was not as if the Barton family did not have a driver to spare. Why should she suffer?

“I don’t want anyone to know what we’re going to do,” Alexander replied.

“Okay then,” Abigail said.

She had no choice but to agree.

Then she went to get the car.

Abigail had planned to chat with Alexander along the way. First of all, she wanted to improve their relationship. Secondly, she wanted to show off her talent.

Unexpectedly, Alexander closed his eyes the moment he got into the car. He did not open them throughout the trip.

Abigail was extremely frustrated.

She had never suffered like this in her life!

The roads in the city were relatively flat in the beginning. Then they had to take a winding mountain road after passing through the suburbs. It was amazingly frightening. Abigail did not dare to be distracted for a second, fearing they would fall into the ravine.

Alexander was displeased whenever Abigail took a wider turn on the road. “What’s with your driving?”

did not dare to blame it on the road. Instead, she admitted it was her

than three hours of torture, they finally reached

that she could no longer

had held onto the steering wheel tightly for more than three hours and did not even dare to breathe deeply. Her hands were so stiff that blood

short of asking when she saw a distant look in his eye.

knew she was vain to have treated the doctors to a meal

relative’s house

immediately made

her distant relatives were waiting

warmly when they arrived and served tea

to chat with Abigail’s distant relatives and asked about Annalise’s

It was beyond three generations,

it were not for the fact that Annalise’s family sent her over to ask for Lilian’s

immediately turned her gaze to Abigail. *Just tell the

answered every one of

Alexander got a good idea about Annalise’s childhood, he continued. “Annalise didn’t go

replied. She did not reveal that Annalise did not, in fact, live with her for long. The latter was sold as a child laborer

did not even mention the matter

sum of money to raise Annalise

send Annalise to school. Lilian could make her work, even torture her, but she could not let the little girl die.

at the tender age of six, Lilian did not treat her as a human. The

older man came looking for Lilian and discussed buying Annalise to help him raise chickens and ducks. He

family that she had

here

lived in my house. In other words, she ate whatever we ate. She usually went to the fields with us to do farm work. When the farm was idle, she would play with the

else when farming was idle,” Abigail said. “Yes, yes!” Lilian agreed without hesitation.

walk around and take

and left the two-story building to walk in

pond and someone fishing. He took a look around the pond and wondered if it was the pond that

men picked up their fishing rods and buckets. They teased each other, “Hey, old fool, it’s time to collect the rods and have a bite.”

The food doesn’t taste as good!”

heard the name Anna mentioned, he immediately

be that Anna

older men politely, “Gentlemen, may I ask if Anna

men glanced at Alexander and

you mean? The Anna I’m talking about is my

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