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

hours of torture, they finally reached Pond

could no

even dare

her a hand but stopped short of asking when she saw a distant

to have treated the doctors to a meal

relative’s

Abigail immediately made a call.

her distant relatives were waiting at home.

welcomed them warmly when they arrived and served tea and

initiative to chat with Abigail’s distant relatives

was a distant relative named Lilian Zabel, who was the great-granddaughter of Kent Barton. It was beyond three generations, and she could not even be considered

ask for Lilian’s support, the two families would not have interacted with each other at all.

heard Alexander asking about Annalise Barton, she immediately turned her gaze to Abigail. *Just tell the

every one

about Annalise’s childhood, he continued. “Annalise didn’t go to school. Did someone in the village teach

did not, in fact, live with her for long. The latter was sold as a child laborer after a

the matter

Kent had given her a sum

to school. Lilian could make her work, even torture her, but

did not treat her as a human. The little girl

year, an older man came looking for Lilian and discussed buying Annalise to help him raise chickens and ducks. He also gave

the Barton family that she had sold Annalise to the older

there any older men here whom Annalise respects?” Alexander asked.

shook her head and replied, “Uh, I don’t know about that. I don’t think so, though. Annalise lived in my house. In other

farming was idle,”

I’ll walk around and take a

left the two-story building

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

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

The food doesn’t taste

name Anna mentioned, he immediately thought of Annalise

that Anna

politely, “Gentlemen, may I ask if Anna

men glanced at Alexander and then at

“What did you mean? The Anna I’m talking about is my granddaughter, his maternal

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