Not One, But Two!

Chapter 113

When Abigail saw how overbearing Greg was, she couldn't help but laugh briefly; it was somewhat awkward in this

situation.

On the other hand, Sasha was horrified by Greg's domineering behavior, so she did not expect that Abigail would

still be laughing at this point. Hence, she grew curious about her. After five years, this woman seems to have

transformed into an entirely different person. What has she gone through the entire time? After pondering on it for

a moment, she uttered, "Mr. Buckley, I didn't mean it. I—"

Greg cut her off by saying, "It seems like you were doing that intentionally. I'd like to ask Philip about why you've

always targeted my woman."

Sasha was speechless at that. Can't he be more reasonable? However, the person before her eyes was Greg, so

she didn't dare to say anything else to displease him.

"Let's go. What's wrong? Do you need me to get some people to help you out of here?"

At this moment, Greg was evidently displeased. Anyone in Harrion knew that when the Fourth Young Master of the

Buckley Family was furious, he would do horrible things.

Hence, Sasha hurriedly supported Emma's weight and shuffled out of the place.

The reporters were all gone by then; even the onlookers wouldn't dare to make any noises as they secretly glanced

at them.

Meanwhile, Sasha was frustrated. She had taken everything into consideration when coming up with her plot, but it

never crossed her mind that Abigail had really gotten together with Greg.

Greg's car was parked just outside the place. He stroked Abigail's long hair and uttered, "You'll drive. I want to take

a quick nap."

It was only then did Abigail realize there were dark circles under his eyes. "Didn't you get enough rest last night?"

She felt that she hadn't been a good girlfriend to Greg, for she only discovered that he was exhausted after such a

long time.

After a yawn, Greg replied, "Yeah, I didn't rest well. How was I supposed to sleep after you gave me that kind of

excitement last night?"

When Abigail recalled what had happened the day before, she started blushing. "Get into the passenger's seat."

While she was taking his car key, Greg seized the chance and kissed her on the cheek. "You smell great."

His action rendered Abigail speechless.

When Sasha and Emma saw the couple being lovey-dovey with each other, they became anxious.

"What should we do, Mom?" Emma asked in a hushed voice.

"Don't worry, I'll get someone to investigate what Abigail went through in the past five years. I don't believe that Mr.

Buckley would want a sl*t like her. Don't forget that Abigail had sex with a man five years ago—she definitely will

not dare to tell him about it. Once he discovers that she's nothing more than a sl*t, do you think he'd still protect

her?" Sasha said in a small voice with a sinister gaze.

They were fully aware that Abigail lost her virginity five years ago, but none of them could have expected that she

had actually slept with Greg. Since it wasn't a popular bar, an important man like Greg would supposedly never visit

such a place.

Suddenly, Emma thought of something. Yes! That pinky ring! When Greg found me, he had asked about that ring.

However, the ring was actually in Abigail's hands. How was Abigail supposed to have Greg's ring? She must have

picked it up from somewhere. Back then, she even managed to fool me with it. At the thought of this, she promptly

came up with a scheme.

"Mr. Buckley, do you remember the pinky ring you asked me about five years ago? It was my sister who stole it! At

that time, she lied by saying it was worthless and insisted on giving it to me. I grew suspicious because she had

never been a kind-hearted person, and there was no way she would give me such a precious item. Now that I think

about it, I realize that she knew you were going to look for that ring, so she wanted to make me the scapegoat. Mr.

Buckley, she's a vile woman, so you must not be fooled by her," Emma hurriedly said and looked at Abigail with a

smug smile. Her expression seemed to suggest that Abigail was doomed.

However, Abigail looked at Emma like the latter was a fool as she mocked with a smile, "Emma, you were not so

foolish in the past."

Realizing that her sister was mocking her, Emma refuted, "What do you mean by that?"

When Sasha saw how Greg remained unfazed after Emma broke the secret to him, she quickly pulled her

daughter's sleeve and uttered, "What nonsense are you spouting? You must be exhausted. Have a rest now, and

think about how you're going to explain to your father why you didn't come home all night when you see him later."

"Me, not coming home all night? It was Abigail who confined me. I—"

"If you don't want to stay in the car, you can start running. I don't mind letting you exercise a little."

When Emma heard the man's cold voice, she immediately kept her mouth shut. Sasha gulped and uttered, "We

won't speak any further, I promise."

After that, Greg retracted his gaze. He was so knackered that he struggled to open his eyes. If Abigail hadn't fallen

into trouble, he would've been catching up on some sleep in his office at this hour.

He hadn't had a proper rest to begin with, for something serious happened at the company. Since he was notified of

it at 3.00AM, he had to go over and handle it. By the time he was done handling the matter, it was well past

7.00AM. He initially planned on taking a nap before asking Abigail out for lunch, but he hadn't expected to be

disturbed by Sasha and Emma. At the thought of this, he grew increasingly furious as he snapped, "Get out of my

car!"

He forcefully kicked the car door, stunning Sasha and Emma.

"Mr. Buckley, why are you—"

"I don't want to repeat my words."

Greg frowned and stared at them with his eagle-like eyes. Faced with this malicious man, the mother and daughter

promptly got out of the car.

"Run after the car. If I don't see you two when I reach the Kain Residence, you'll be doomed." Upon finishing his

words, Greg got into the passenger's seat.

Emma and Sasha turned pale. Run back home? This place is far away from the Kain Residence!

"What are you waiting for? Do you want Mr. Buckley to ask you once more?"

In the past, Abigail wasn't someone who would add insult to injury, but now, she wouldn't mind doing it to the

mother and daughter as they were simply too loathsome. She hadn't settled the score with them regarding the

incident five years ago, but they had become more arrogant instead. Hence, it felt great to have someone teach

them a lesson on her behalf.

Emma glared at Abigail, but she was soon lugged away by Sasha as they started running.

"Mom, are you really running?" Emma was wearing stilettos. If she really ran all the way home, her legs would

become numb by the time she reached her destination.

Sasha said in a small voice, "What can we do if we don't run? Can you go against Greg? Even though he is ranked

last among the four most prestigious young masters in Harrion, that's only because he hasn't revealed his true

power. Why do you think he's called the cold-blooded Lucifer? If we don't obey his orders, your dad and the entire

Kain Family will be destroyed."

"We still have Jonathan, though. He's Greg's nephew," Emma refuted.

Sasha took a glance at her daughter and rebuked, "Do you still think Jonathan values you at all? Think about the last

two times you fell into trouble. Did he even bother to contact you?"

Upon hearing that, Emma fell silent. She recalled the moment Jonathan wanted to break up with her. Break up? No

way! I'll never leave Jonathan!

Left with no choice, they decided to surpass the car.

"Run faster! Their car will certainly reach the Kain Residence before we do. If we're late, we'll be reprimanded."

Upon hearing that, Emma was on the brink of tearing up. "Mom, how are we supposed to run faster than a car?

They're obviously humiliating us!"

"Since you know this is humiliation, you have to remember this lesson. Be careful when you provoke Abigail again.

As long as she's protected by Mr. Buckley, we won't be able to harm her. Do you get it?" Then, Sasha stopped

talking to her and dashed forward.

Upon entering the car, Greg started yawning. Abigail gazed at him and asked, "What time did you go to the

company?"

"3.00AM."

Greg started feeling that his eyes were sore. Abigail helped him lower the seat, but when she tried to get up, the

man wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Abbie, you're making me think that you're flirting with me."

Despite his fatigue, his eyes were bright. In fact, Abigail could see her blushing self through the reflection on his

eyes. She found it unfamiliar and fell into a dazed state.

"Take a nap. I'll wake you up when we arrive." Upon finishing her words, she kissed him on the cheek.

Greg became startled for a moment before his expression turned to surprise. "It's not enough."

Following that, he directly pressed his hand against the back of her head and locked his lips with hers. During the

kiss, Abigail felt as though she was suffocating. After their lips parted, she started panting while the man felt

satisfied.

"You can drive slowly; they can't run very fast anyway. I just hate it when they oppress you."

His words touched a part of Abigail's heart.

"Why are you so good to me?"

"You're my girlfriend, silly. Who else can I be good to other than you?" Greg replied with a smile, his eyes brimming

with love.

At that instant, Abigail was jealous of Genevieve. Did he also treat Genevieve the same way in the past? She knew

that she shouldn't think about this as it was all in the past. It wasn't like she hadn't been in love with someone else

before, but the notion still frustrated her.

She straightened up and said gently, "Take a nap. I'll drive slowly. I have nothing else to do anyway, so I'll just mess

with them."

"Mess with them as you please. I'll protect you no matter what happens," Greg said lovingly. Then, he closed his

eyes and dozed off.

The stable breathing of the man beside Abigail made her fall into her thoughts. This man is my boyfriend now. It

feels strange.

Following that, she started the engine. In order to make sure that Greg could have a proper rest, she only drove the

car at 40 miles per hour. As her Land Rover moved slowly along the streets, no one dared to honk her as they

circumvented her car. After all, it was apparent that the license plate and the car itself belonged to a wealthy

person. Even if she drove her car at 20 miles per hour, no one would dare to offend her.

Initially, Sasha and Emma thought that Abigail would drive the car fast to torture them. However, the speed at

which the car was moving made Emma break into tears.

"Mom, she's doing it intentionally! She's messing with us!"

"We have to bear it even though she's messing with us. Run faster! I hope that your dad will let us off later when he

sees us in such a horrible state," Sasha said in a hushed voice.

Left with no choice, Emma could only keep running. Her heels were already covered in blood. Nevertheless, Abigail

still warned her by sounding the horn.

When Emma finally reached the Kain Residence, she felt as though she was falling apart. However, the familiar

figure standing at the entrance stunned her.