Chapter 163


    Abigail was never someone who would be determined to get to the bottom of something, especially


    when Greg seemed to refuse to talk about it. Although she was curious, she suppressed her curiosity


    and said with a smile, "I have been so busy these days that I have no time to visit the kids. Are you free


    now? If you are, let''s go and see them."


    Greg was stunned at first. He darted aplex look at Abigail but inwardly sighed in relief.


    There were certain things that he really didn''t want to mention—for no special reason, but because he


    was worried that Abigail might misunderstand him. Now that she had switched the topic, he naturally


    felt relieved.


    "Sure." Greg parked the car at the entrance of the vi. It was very quiet there.


    "What''s the time now? Do the kids usually go to bed this early?" Abigail was puzzled.


    "Let''s go inside and check them out."


    As it had been an impromptu trip, they hadn''t notified Mrs. Nova about their visit. It was pitch ck in


    the house, which was rather worrying.


    As a mother, Abigail naturally felt more anxious. Before the car had been parked properly, she alighted


    from the car even and jogged toward the door.


    "Abigail, slow down. We have an excellent security system here, so they will be fine."


    Despite the fact, Abigail couldn''t help but feel worried.


    She quickly let herself into the house. When she switched on the lights, she was astonished by what


    she saw. The next instant, anger welled up inside her.


    "Alissa Kain!" Abigail growled through gritted teeth. Greg, who was following her from behind, felt as if


    his heart had skipped a beat. Feeling worried that Abigail might do something to his beloved daughter,


    he immediately grabbed her arm. "Stay calm. They are kids; it''s only natural for them to be


    mischievous."


    "Mischievous? You consider this as an act of mischief?"


    Abigail stepped to one side, allowing Greg to see the living room. Sure enough, he was stunned by the


    sight as well, and his mouth was agape.


    Mrs. Nova was seen being tied up on the floor with a rag stuffed in her mouth. Upon seeing Abigail and


    Greg, she whimpered, her eyes helpless and depressed.


    The living room and other areas looked as though it had been ransacked by a burr. Everything was


    everywhere, giving them no space to even ce their feet. The first thing that came to Greg''s mind was


    that there had been a burr in the house.


    He quickly pushed Abigail to the side and stepped forward to remove the rag in Mrs. Nova''s mouth.


    "Was there a burr in the house? Where are the kids? Did they say anything? How much do they


    demand? Did they leave any clues? Speak up!" he asked in a fluster. He was so anxious that sweat


    appeared on his forehead.


    Abigail, however, took a deep breath and tried her best to suppress her anger. Then she took out her


    phone to call Alissa.


    Mrs. Nova helplessly replied, "Young Master Buckley, it was Miss Allie who tied me up. She took some


    money from home and ran out. I don''t know where she went, but Miss Aria was worried about her, so


    she went after Miss Allie. I thought to give you guys a call, but I wasn''t able to."


    Greg was stunned. "What happened to the living room?"


    "Miss Allie made a mess when she was searching for money." Mrs. Nova felt speechless about the


    situation as well.


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    When they used to live in Allie''s Garden where Valerie and Greg had been with them, Mrs. Nova didn''t


    find it difficult to take care of the two kids; she even found the two girls rather adorable. However, ever


    since they had moved over here, Alissa seemed to have changed into a different person. She


    resembled a wild horse without a rein, galloping freely into the field. Nobody was able to stop her.


    One day, she would hit their neighbor''s boy and the next day, she would kick the dog from the house


    opposite them. There would be someoneining about the girl at their door every day. Mrs. Nova


    waspletely exhausted, but she was threatened by the girls not to tell Greg and Abigail about all


    that. Otherwise, Alissa would put mice and snakes in her bed.


    Nova was baffled. I wonder why a beautiful little girl like Alissa isn''t afraid of mice and snakes; she even


    dared to put them in my bed. Abigail doesn''t seem like a wild or crazydy, but how did she give birth to


    such a troublemaker? Also, Miss Allie is giving me a headache more than a boy ever could. On top of


    that, although Miss Aria is quieter, she always helps to clean up the mess that Miss Allie makes.


    Sometimes, Miss Allie even drags Miss Aria out to do mischievous acts together.


    Mrs. Nova felt that taking care of the two monstrous kids was too much for her weak heart.


    "Young Master Buckley, maybe you should get someone to rece me. I''m old, and I can''t keep up


    with Miss Allie both physically and mentally. I don''t think I can do the job properly." Mrs. Nova was near


    tears.


    Greg rubbed his nose, feeling a little dismal. "Allie isn''t that mischievous, is she? My daughter is a good


    girl. She behaves well."


    His serious remark nearly made Mrs. Nova choke on air. Young Master Buckley may have a different


    definition for the term ''good'' and ''well-behaved''!


    At that moment, when Abigail, who had made the call, overheard how Greg unconditionally protected


    their daughter, she chuckled coldly. "If your daughter is a good and well-behaved child, everyone else


    in the world can be considered ''good'' and ''well-behaved''."


    "Abbie!" Her words put a deep frown between his brows and he grumbled to himself, How could she


    describe our daughter this way? Alissa is a little mischievous, but it''s said that mischievous kids are


    bright kids. Greg sincerely thought that Alissa was a nice child.


    Abigail wasn''t bothered to argue with him about that. Greg had no limit when it came to something


    about his child. She was worried that Greg would p and praise Alissa even if she were to make a


    hole in the sky one day.


    Hence, Abigail coldly uttered, "Either you stay and help Mrs. Nova to clean the mess, or you leave with


    me."


    "I''ll leave with you." Upon seeing the mess in the house, Greg wisely chose to leave with Abigail.


    Mrs. Nova, whose arms and legs had been untied, was in tears upon seeing the mess in the house. I


    really want to quit. What should I do? she thought to herself.


    Greg, who was unable to hear Nova''s thoughts, followed behind Abigail as he whispered, "Sweetheart,


    Allie is just a little mischievous. Don''t be mad. I''ll teach her a lesson when we arrive at where she is.


    Just leave it to me."


    "Leave it to you? You''ll teach her a lesson? Are you serious, Greg?" Abigail naturally knew what he


    was nning—he was going to use that as an excuse to help Alissa to escape her punishment.


    Abigail rolled her eyes at him, and the anger inside her burnt even stronger. What is this brat doing


    outside when it''s sote at night? And Aria too! Why is she outside with her sister? It seems like I can''t


    continue to let the kids do anything they like. Otherwise, they may even flip the city upside down.


    After exiting the house, Abigail massaged her temples as she calmly instructed, "Get in."


    "What? Aren''t they in the house?"


    "Will I ask you to get into the car if they are?" She rolled her eyes at him; it was apparent that the kids


    had angered her to the point that she was in no mood to speak.


    Knowing that Abigail was at the verge of blowing up, Greg got into the car with a grin and asked,


    "Where are we going? Give me a location."


    "Here!" Abigail tossed her phone at him, and on the screen was the location that Arianna sent to her.


    The two kids are getting out of control. Now that they have Greg, a father who dotes on them without


    any limits, I can feel a headacheing on. Abigail sighed inwardly.


    Greg was stunned to see the location. "Aria sent this to you? They are here now?"


    "Yes." Abigail nodded.


    He smiled and responded, "We don''t need to rush over there, then."


    "What do you mean?" Abigail looked at him with a frown.


    He smiled and said, "That''s my mom''s ce. The two kids must miss their grandmother, so they went


    to visit her."


    "What? Madam Valerie lives here?" Abigail was surprised.


    "Yes, this ce is called Mansfield. It''s an old building, but my mom loves theyout since she has


    lived there for many years."


    Upon listening to his exnation, although Abigail was curious why the two kids suddenly paid Valerie


    a visit, she didn''t make anyments. Instead, she remembered that it was almost time for Valerie to


    do a checkup, so she said, "Let''s go back to Allie''s Garden to get my stethoscope and other


    equipment. I''ll give Madam Valerie a checkup since we are going there."


    "Sure. We nned to go for a checkup tomorrow morning. Since we are heading over, why don''t we


    spend a night there?"


    Greg was trying his best to make Abigail happy. Since Valerie was fond of Abigail, Abigail would be


    happy if she spent some time with Valerie. Many things had happened these few days, especially in


    regards to Philip. Although Abigail seemed to have moved on from that incident, she had been scarred


    inside. Instead of idling around at Allie''s Garden, she might feel better spending some time with Valerie.


    Having said that, Greg had a second reason. He thought that Abigail wouldn''t punish Alissa openly with


    Valerie around. This mischievous girl, he thought to himself.


    As Abigail was no fool, she was able to guess what was the reason behind his words and actions. She


    nced at him without saying anything, but her gaze that showed that she was aware of everything


    told Greg that she had seen through him.


    Feeling a little dismal, he uttered, "Sweetheart, please don''t expose it even if you know about it so that


    we can maintain a harmonious husband-wife rtionship."


    "Did I say anything? Besides, since when are we husband and wife?" Her two consecutive questions


    resembled sharp knives that stabbed his heart.


    "Sweetheart, you don''t love me anymore."


    His reaction rendered her speechless. "Stop messing around and start driving. We''ll need some time to


    go to Allie''s Garden, so we''ll be a littlete when we arrive at Madam Valerie''s ce. I wonder if she


    will be asleep by then."


    When Greg was in his wild and unrestrained mode, he would emanate an aura that showed that he


    bowed to no one. However, when he started acting cute to seek Abigail''s attention, he could act so


    shamelessly that she couldn''t even bring herself to look at him.


    All this while, Abigail had been baffled by Greg''s two different sides that form a stark contrast. She


    wondered how he had developed the two different personalities and even used both of them skillfully.


    Upon seeing her reaction, Greg knew that she had conceded. This is one of my sweetheart''s


    weaknesses—she has a sharp tongue and a soft heart, but I really like this side of her. What can I do?


    The affection in his eyes nearly melted her heart. Abigail, who was unable to withstand it any longer,


    muttered at him, "Are you going to drive? I''m driving if you aren''t."


    In response, Greg started the car with a foolish smile on his face and even started whistling, which


    suggested that he was in a great mood.


    She turned her head to the side, pretending to be looking at the scenery outside the window, but there


    was a slight curve by the corner of her lips and a hint of a smile in her eyes.


    The car was soon driven out of the vi area. Suddenly, a furtive figure shed across her eyes, which


    made her involuntarily frown. "Stop the car!" she shouted.