Abigail’s Second Life

Anderson agreed with a nod, and he ran deeper into the forest with Jonell on his back.

He reached into his backpack and took out an old cell phone after the gunfire subsided.

Then, he handed it to Jonell after inserting one of his batteries, which he had prepared beforehand.

Jonell furrowed his brows as he took the phone and called his assistant.

A sense of relief and joy could be seen on his face when the phone call eventually connected. "Have you made it

out of Ansela safe and sound?"

After getting a positive reply from the other end, he continued, "I'm glad to hear that. Hey, send help over to my

current location right now. We can't hold out much longer. Get as many helicopters here as you can!" Jonell

ordered.

On the other hand, Anderson was organizing the food in his bag. He didn't even look at Jonell once.

Jonell ended the phone call and returned the phone to Anderson following that. "Don't switch it off just yet. My

men need its signal to track our current location."

"Alright." Then, Anderson took out a carton of milk, a bag of jerky, and a can of processed meat from his bag.

"Thanks," Jonell seemingly expressed his gratitude through words, but in truth, he had already decided to

dispose of Anderson once he was done using him.

They stayed in the forest for three days when the helicopters finally arrived.

"Well, are you going to get rid ofnow?" Anderson asked Jonell all of a sudden.

Jonell only looked at him before answering, "Why, you saved me. How can | do that to you?"

Anderson replied, "If you say so."

Jonell's heart began to pound wildly, and he started to hesitate after that.

Could there be something he didn't know about in the medicine Anderson used to treat his wound?

Jonell got onto the helicopter, which was hovering slightly above the ground with Anderson's help.

However, Anderson was grabbed by someone as soon as he got onto the helicopter.

Jonell smiled and asked, "Tell me. What did you do to me?"

Anderson's face turned pale, but he smirked and replied, "I knew you wouldn't make this easy. So, | came

prepared."

"Did you do something to the medicine I've used to treat my injuries?" Jonell asked coldly as he grabbed

Anderson's neck.

"Relax, there is always a cure to any medicine-induced poison. Besides, my men have now learned that | got on

your helicopter. They will track you down to the ends of the world if something happens to me," Anderson said

with a sense of smugness.

Jonell couldn't help but feel threatened.

"| can let you go right now. But you will regret this if you harbor any bad intentions toward me!" Jonell shouted

coldly before turning and walking away without looking back at Anderson.

The way Anderson watched him go made Jonell's men feel extremely uncomfortable at that instant.

The about Carl's death cto an end after nearly half a month had passed in New Yoke.

No one knew Jonell's whereabouts after he had escaped from Ansela.

"Shall we return?" Abigail asked Xavien.

Jonell's estate had been auctioned off. There was no sign of him anywhere around here.

"We still can't contact Mr. Graham at the moment. Should we really leave just like this?" Xavien Summer had

been trying to make contact with Sean all this while.

However, Sean seemed to have disappeared.

Abigail couldn't help but wear a stiff expression, and she replied softly after staring at her phone silently for a

while, "Let's just return for now. I'm sure he will contact us himself if he wants to do so." "So we're returning?"

Xavien asked.

Abigail walked back and forth by the sickbed, and she asked after a while, "Do you have someone you can trust

around here?"

"I do have a few people in mind. Are you still worried about him?" Xavien asked as he got up.

"We need to have people who we can trust here, and they can't be the two of us. Otherwise, they may suspect

that Sean survived. Everything will be over if his plan fails now," Abigail said earnestly. Xavien nodded in

agreement. "I'll handle it. Don't worry."

Abigail nodded, and the room went silent again.

A couple of days later... Abigail went on with her plan to return to the country.

Josh Pearson reached out to Abigail when he learned about their return.

"Have you got any updates about Luna?" he asked clearly with a hint of anticipation.

However, Abigail couldn't help but feel sorry. She replied, "I'm sorry, but Luna was relocated as soon as we

arrived. We still don't know her whereabouts."

Josh knew that he had to prepare for another setback after her unusual and prolonged silence.

"It's okay. | understand. Please return safely," Josh replied.

"How are Sean's grandparents?" Abigail asked with concern.

Josh took a moment before answering softly, "They didn't take it very well at first. But, they are doing a lot better

now."

Abigail only sighed. "I'll be back tomorrow. Lettalk to them."

"Sure. Take care now," Josh said.

"See you," Abigail replied softly. SEar*ch the FindNgvElwebsite on Goggle to access chapters of early

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It was safe to say that they returned empty-handed this time. Abigail was nervous about how Lina and Colby

would react upon her fruitless return.

Abigail continued packing her luggage after ending the phone call.

Knock... Someone knocked on Abigail's door the following morning.

Abigail took a glance at the clock, and she realized it was not even 3 a.m. Their flight was scheduled for eight

o'clock in the morning.

She opened the door and saw Xavien standing there. She asked as she rubbed her eyes, "What's the matter?"

"He contacted me, so | won't be returning with you anymore. No need to worry about me. I'll take my leave

now," Xavien whispered.

"Can't | go with you?" Abigail grabbed Xavien's arm and asked.

But Xavien leaned closer to Abigail and patted her on the shoulder. "He said that you should sit this one out.

Someone needs to return to the country to divert their attention." Abigail eventually agreed after a moment of

contemplation. "Fine."