Chapter 154


    When did Greg and I behave all lovey-dovey anyway?!


    Abigail had a dumbfounded expression on her face, but Greg merely nced at Philip''s back with a


    curious look. He smiled and said, "Let''s go."


    Abigail realized that Greg didn''t seem to take it to heart, so she dispelled the notions in her mind and


    trailed after Philip into the study room.


    Philip''s study room was generally out of bounds for everyone.


    Since young, she had always known that no one was allowed to enter Philip''s study room without


    permission. Even the cleaner wasn''t allowed to step foot inside. Philip was the only one who did the


    cleaning himself for this area.


    Now that she stepped foot into the room, she found that there was nothing special about the room


    anyway.


    The furnishings were in ck and white, and the decorations were quite minimalistic. At a nce, there


    was a table and a chair in the room, and it was quite disappointing for her.


    As soon as Philip saw them walk in, he conveniently shut the door after them. He noticed Abigail


    scanning his study room and he lightly mentioned, "There''s nothing special in here. You don''t have to


    look around."


    In response, Abigail shrugged nonchntly.


    To Abigail, she had indeed sought Philip''s attention and love when she was a child but five years ago,


    she had already given up on all hopes of that. Right now, after finding out that he wasn''t actually her


    biological father, she merely thought of him as a stranger or perhaps someone slightly more familiar


    than a stranger.


    Although he wasn''t kind to her and he paid no regard to her to the point that he didn''t even care about


    her life or death, undeniably, all of those years prior to five years ago, he had raised her. Though she


    wasn''t fed well, she had never starved nor found herselfcking anything. He had even paid for her


    studies and he didn''t force her to pursue a business degree either.


    If she disregarded their father-daughter link and looked at him in a different light, then she could


    behave much more logically. However, she wasn''t sure whether he was aware that they were not


    blood-rted at all.


    Just as Abigail was considering this possibility in her mind, suddenly, Philip spoke up.


    "You guys have done a DNA report, yes? You must have gotten the report and realized that we''re not


    rted?"


    Philip''s sentence suddenly resulted in Abigail being stunned in ce.


    Back then, in order to obtain his blood sample, they had actually gotten into a huge fight with each


    other. However, right now, as she looked at his current expression, she was momentarily quite lost as


    to what he meant by all this.


    Greg looked at his woman, who currently had a dumbfounded expression, and her prior arrogance had


    completely disappeared. He couldn''t help shaking his head and then pulling her into a seat.


    Subsequently, he voiced out calmly, " Mr. Kain, just be frank with your words. We are no fools, so


    there''s not much point hiding anything anymore."


    Meanwhile, Abigail remained silent but her expression clearly showed that she was of the same


    opinion.


    In response, Philip revealed a bitter smile. "It''s been twenty years and you ended up finding out about


    this too. That''s right, you''re not my daughter."


    As soon as he said that, Abigail was momentarily stunned. "When did you find out about this?" She


    spoke in a slightly hoarse voice.


    Philip continued to smile bitterly before replying, "When did I find out? I knew since you were in your


    mom''s womb and from the moment of your birth."


    At that point, Abigail''s brows were furrowed tightly. He knew about this since long ago?! To her, he had


    indeed done a great job, then. He had provided for her and raised her to adulthood. The only thing that


    he didn''t give her was a due fatherly love, that was all.


    However, she suddenly thought of his selfish personality and she asked, "Was there a reason behind


    you raising me?"


    "If I told you that there wasn''t, would you trust my words?" Philip looked at her intently and the


    despondency and sadness in his eyes were slightly shocking to her at that point.


    He''s usually a selfish person, though! Why would he exhibit such emotions?! However, his emotions


    were fleeting to the point where Abigail thought that she had been mistaken.


    "Forget about it. It''s all in the past. You guys didn''te here today to question me about the


    authenticity of the DNA report, right?"


    Philip casually took a seat on a chair and at that moment, he had the urge to smoke so he rummaged


    in his pocket but realized that his cigarettes were left downstairs.


    Initially, when they had entered the house, Philip had been quite ttering of Greg to the point that the


    former behaved subserviently. However, at this moment, it was as if he had finally revealed his true


    self.


    Abigail realized that the Philip currently in the study room was starkly different from the man outside.


    Although the current person in front of them was still quite cold and indifferent, he was now a livelier


    person and he seemed to be much easier to get along with than that previous ice block.


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    Meanwhile, Greg couldn''t care less about Philip''s attitude. To him, Philip was just someone


    insignificant. If it wasn''t because Abigail had a question for Philip, Greg would not even have stepped


    foot in here.


    Abigail kept her eyes on Greg and she asked in a soft voice, "Why did my mom marry you back then?


    Who''s my biological father? Since I''m not your biological daughter, then why did my mom abandon


    me? She abandoned me and left by herself without even bothering to find out about my condition all


    this while. Is this all your doing?"


    She fired off a barrage of questions at him but he didn''t answer them. However, there was a different


    look in his eyes.


    Just then, he recollected himself and said softly, "I can tell you everything that you want to know, but


    you have to promise me something."


    "Say what you''re after." Abigail knew Philip really well and she clearly knew that it definitely wouldn''t be


    his usual personality if he didn''t negotiate for something that benefited him.


    Meanwhile, Philip looked at Abigail''s exceptionally calm demeanor and it felt as if he was seeing that


    woman from twenty years ago.


    Back then, she had also behaved exceptionally calmly like Abigail right now. Even after he had brought


    up marriage, she had remained quite indifferent. However, he was only attracted to her and no one


    else.


    His thoughts came back to the present and he looked at Greg as he spoke. "I want Mr. Buckley to


    guarantee that Emma and Jonathan will proceed with their marriage sessfully."


    This request took Greg slightly by surprise.


    "Do you have any other conditions? For example, getting Buckley Group to invest some money into


    Kain Corporation?"


    "No, that''s not necessary," Meanwhile, Philip''s reply caught Abigail and Greg by surprise.


    After all, Philip was always one to seek interest, and even if he made any excessive requests right now,


    they had no other choice but to agree to it. Despite that, he didn''t do so.


    At that point, Abigail found it quite perplexing. "What sort of plot are you concocting, huh?"


    In response, Philip revealed a bitter smile and replied, "Am I such a selfish and unscrupulous person in


    your eyes? Do you think that I would put interest above my daughter''s happiness?"


    "Isn''t that your true self? Don''t tell me that all of the things that you''ve done in the past were fabricated


    by others?"


    Abigail suddenly recalled the moment from five years ago and because she was no longer pure, he had


    arranged for her to be married off to a widower in his fifties to be his second wife. She was quite


    ufortable even thinking of that past.


    Meanwhile, Philip seemed to be able to read her mind and he sneered coldly. "Do you actually think


    that you would have gotten away five years ago without my help? Sasha may be slightly dumb but if it


    wasn''t for my covert help, do you really think that you could knock her out in a single blow after being


    starved for a month? Think about it, you were not fed properly that month and you didn''t even have


    much strength at all. There were servants in the house round-the-clock so if it wasn''t for my


    instructions, do you think you would have been able to avoid being stopped after escaping from the


    room? You''re usually quite smart, aren''t you?"


    Suddenly, Abigail paused for a moment and some of the details that she had overlooked back then


    crept into her mind.


    She suddenly realized that after she escaped from the room, there had been a fresh pair of clothes


    hanging in the courtyard. Back then, she hadn''t thought too much about it but grabbed it and changed


    into it before running off. Come to think of it, the clothes were exactly her size.


    There had also been some money in the pocket of the outfit and it was sufficient for her to escape by


    smuggling out of the ce.


    Back then, she didn''t consider the source of the money and she had merely assumed that the clothes


    had belonged to Emma or Sasha. Perhaps they had suddenly decided to have a change of outfit.


    However, Sasha was usually quite attentive, to detail so she would never have left money in an outfit


    that she was about to put into the wash.


    Besides, that outfit was evidently simr to the clothes that Abigail usually wore.


    So he was the one who helped me leave the house back then?! At that point, Abigail''s eyes widened


    suddenly.


    "It was you?! Why did you do that? If you didn''t want me to marry that old man, then you could have


    just said so. Why did you help me leave the house?" Abigail didn''t understand at all.


    However, he responded calmly, "Agree to my condition, and then I''ll tell you everything that you want to


    know."


    Abigail was just about to say something, but Greg had spoken up immediately, " I agree with your


    condition. I promise that the Fraser and Kain wedding will proceed ording to the agreed date. As for


    the oue after their marriage, then that''s not something that I can guarantee."


    "Sure. As long as the wedding proceeds ordingly, then I have my own ways to ensure that the


    Frasers won''t ever petition for divorce and abandon Emma. Mr. Buckley, you won''t have to worry about


    anything else after that." Philip''s request was quite simple.


    To Greg, he was quite keen for Jonathan to marry Emma because that would then mean that Jonathan


    had to give up on Abigail. Therefore, his mom and older sister wouldn''t find themselves in a difficult


    position.


    This request was, in fact, beneficial to Greg and there were no consequences at all, so he was more


    than happy to grant Philip''s request.


    Meanwhile, Abigail clearly realized this too, so she didn''t stop Greg.


    If Philip''s request involved money, then she would surely step forward and put a stop to all this. After


    all, this was a matter between her and Philip. However, she had no objections at all to this request.


    At that point, Philip shot a look at Abigail after noticing that Greg had agreed. Turning to Greg, he


    muttered, "Mr. Buckley, could you step outside for a moment? I''ve got some words that can only be for


    Abigail''s ears."


    "You d*mn…" At that point, Greg sprang up and he was tempted to tear this old man to pieces.


    He was the one who asked me toe along earlier but now, he''s kicking me out of the room! Does he


    think that I''m that dumbo Jonathan?!


    Just then, Abigail touched the back of Greg''s hand and her voice was veryposed, "Greg, why don''t


    you wait for me outside? You''re the only one who''s able to control someone like Jonathan. Right now, I


    don''t wish for anything to happen to the Kains."


    Meanwhile, Greg had no choice but to suppress his simmering anger as Abigail had spoken up after


    all.


    Greg red furiously at Philip before coldly mentioning, "If you dare make my woman shed tears then I


    promise you that Kain Corporation will cease to exist tomorrow."


    "Mr. Buckley, I wouldn''t do anything to harm Abigail because that''s essentially pointless. I would need


    her around in order to receive your protection, right? I''m not dumb so I know what''s the best thing for


    me. Don''t worry. I swear I won''t cause harm to Abigail."


    At that point, Philip''s words were quite unpleasant. One could only admire him for being able to make


    such selfish and unscrupulous ims sound so matter-of-fact.


    Meanwhile, Greg snorted angrily. However, his voice softened significantly as he turned to speak to


    Abigail. "If this old fogey bullies you, give me a call right away."


    "Okay." Abigail felt a warm fuzzy feeling rise up within her and she couldn''t help smiling widely. Her


    beaming smile instantly diffused Greg''s anger.


    "Stay safe and no matter what happens, remember this—you''ll always have me, Allie, and Aria."


    "Okay." Abigail nodded and Greg subsequently walked out of the room.


    As soon as Greg shut the door, the atmosphere inside the study room suddenly became quite


    oppressive.