Chapter 202
"Abigail, I—"
"I want Troy''s tongue today! Are you going to give it to me or not?!" When Abigail noticed his
triumphant look, she couldn''t help the surge of annoyance within her as she demanded arrogantly.
Could it be that it''s also thanks to Troy that Greg has such thoughts?
Abigail didn''t and couldn''t ever forgive those who maliciously ndered her. Not to mention, Troy
conspired with the Leynthall Family to injure her. If she did not ask for some form ofpensation
today, she would genuinely feel sorry for herself.
Since Troy cares about Greg so much, I shall ask Greg to cripple him and see what else he can do.
After all, physical torment had nothing onplete utter despair when one''s conviction was utterly
shattered.
When Troy heard Abigail''s words, he instantly panicked.
"No! Mr. Buckley! This woman is nothing but a nasty b*tch! You can''t listen to her! Mr. Buckley! Argh!"
As soon as those words escaped Troy''s lips, Greg decided to make a move to silence Troy. In a sh, it
took little effort from Greg to remove the offending item.
The painful sensation caused Troy to be drenched in a cold sweat, and he immediately rolled in ce
while covering his mouth as he let out agonized grunts. Yet, he didn''t forget to fix his poisonous gaze
on Abigail, which was filled with hatred.
Nevertheless, Abigail merely let out a cold snort, then she turned right around as she left without saying
a word.
"Abigail, where are you going?"
Naturally, Greg knew that Abigail''s leg injury was not healed yet. At first, he thought she would calm
down after punishing Troy. However, he never thought that Abigail would react so differently as her
indifference this time made him a little scared, and he reflexively grabbed her arm. For some reason,
he kept feeling that things would be really over between Abigail and him if he just let her leave.
This feeling was so intense that Greg was a little terrified just thinking about it.
"Let go!" Abigail''s face was devoid of emotion, and the disregard in her gaze frightened Greg.
"Abigail, I don''t mind who you were or what your past was. I can only say that it''s my fault that I couldn''t
find you as soon as possible. Because of my negligence, you''ve endured so much suffering. I swear
that I will treat you even better from now on. So, let''s just let the past stay in the past, okay?"
This was undoubtedly the biggestpromise Greg could make.
As someone high and mighty, Abigail knew it was difficult for Greg to act and think this way. But why
didn''t he ask me if it was true? His actions only showed me that he believed those lies spread about
me.
He believes the lies about me sleeping around!
This was a feeling Abigail could not tolerate.
Abigail and Greg had not been together for a long time, but they had experienced some things too. She
thought that their rtionship was very steady, but now she realized that external influences weren''t the
cause of their rtionship failing. Instead, they were the main reason why their rtionship would
never work out.
Perhaps looking from Greg''s point of view, I can''t me him for thinking this way. He thinks he''s an
excellent man for being able to forsake and tolerate my sordid past. But I can''t help it. I can''t ept a
man who wouldn''t even ask me about my story.
Besides, can''t I be this nit-picky when ites to love?
Greg didn''t even ask me when he encountered something and judged me based on his own
investigation. Not to mention, he clearly feels that he had the higher moral ground when he spoke
those condescending words, as though I wanted those generous terms! Just how does he think I would
react to that?
Be deeply grateful for his mercy?
Ha! Sorry, I can''t do that!
"Let go!" Although Abigail''s voice was not loud, it sounded frigid and firm. For a moment, Greg
panicked.
"I''ve told you that I will overlook all matters and pretend like I don''t know anything. So, why are you still
being so difficult?"
"Difficult? Shouldn''t I be asking you this? Since my past has clearly made things so difficult for you!
Sorry to have made you, the CEO of Buckley Group, and the dark emperor of Night Assassino, to have
gone through the trouble to be so tolerant of me. But, I, Abigail, certainly don''t care about your
compromises!" Once she snarled those words, she tore away from his grip.
For someone as prestigious as Greg, he, too, had dignity. He treated Abigail nicely, pampered her, and
loved her when he was with her all this while. Plus, he also knew that his wife was a little more
opinionated and arrogant than the otherdies, so he would rather push his ego to take a back seat
and be a husband that was bossed around by his wife. And yet, what''s the reason for her being so
pushy right now?
Even though Troy is at fault, he''s still someone who has worked for me for so many years.
Nevertheless, I punished him without hesitation so that she could let go of her anger. Besides, she
can''t me me, as a man, for having such a reaction about matters rting to Hitman Ind, can she?
So what the hell is Abigail being contentious about?
Did I me her? No! So, why is she mad?
As soon as he thought of that, Greg felt he had done nothing wrong, and the hidden frustration within
his heart started welling up.
"You don''t care? Then who do you care about? Hugh?"
Greg could not help but feel extremely jealous when he remembered what Hugh said about Abigail''s
past when she was still affiliated with Hitman Ind. Naturally, the words that escaped his lips sounded
a little irrational too.
When Abigail heard his words, she was slightly stunned. But when she regained herposure, she
let out a bitterugh.
I see—so this is actually what Greg cares about the most?
In his mind, he never believed that there was nothing between Hugh and me. Plus, with the incident on
Hitman Ind, he had all the more reason to feel that something was going on between us.
Suddenly, Abigail felt utterly weary of this whole situation. It got so tiring for her that she could begin
feeling the pangs of heartache.
I had never experienced this kind of feeling when I was with Jonathan.
This time, she felt that there was nothing more to say as she merely turned around, took careful steps
while limping away with her injured leg, and left the room.
Greg''s brows were tightly knitted when he noticed that she was still limping and wanted to call out to
her. Yet, he couldn''t squash his pride, so he suppressed the urge to chase after her and watched her
go in stony silence.
Abigail is simply too arrogant. I can dote and pamper her, but she should reflect on herself too! I''m her
man, after all! Has she ever considered my feelings when she was making things difficult for me?!
Abigail couldn''t stop feeling disappointment growing in her heart when she didn''t hear hurried footsteps
chasing after her.
As expected, he cares about all those things! Now I''m sure that I haven''t misspoken at all!
Is love truly so unreliable?
As her train of thought gradually took a cynical and depressing turn, her eyes slowly turned red-rimmed
as she blinked back her tears. After that argument with Greg, she actually had the urge to cry for the
first time in 5 years.
Meanwhile, he watched as she unhurriedly and resolutely left the room without a single nce back at
him. In an instant, a deste aura emanated from him as he was buried under waves of despair.
Troy may be one real piece of work, but one had tomend his bravery. That was because the
moment he saw that Greg and Abigail had a falling out due to his schemes, he impatiently grabbed
Greg''s pants while babbling, utterly disregarding the blood flowing from his mouth due to Greg''s
ruthless actions.
Even though Troy had lost his tongue, Greg could stillprehend what he wanted to express. His
words were probably along the lines of how Abigail wasn''t worthy of Greg''s love, how she was a
ruthless b*tch, and so forth.
Since Greg was feeling down in the dumps and definitely more than a little angry, he didn''t hesitate to
kick Troy away from him.
I remember warning you that my business is my own. Are you hard of hearing? Are you dumb as a
rock? I even had you demoted just to teach you a lesson! So you would have some time to think about
your actions! Instead, here you are stirring up trouble for me and making life difficult for Abigail! I''ll be
taking this tongue as payment for your actions. From now on, you''re no longer a member of Night
Assasino and certainly no longer an employee of Buckley Group. I will give you a sum of money. Take
the money and f*ck off. You''d better remain out of my sight forever if you know what''s good for you!"
These words were equivalent to sentencing Troy to exile. Although Greg didn''t say outright that he
would ensure that Troy would never have a stable career in Harrion, his words were basically that.
Moreover, it would be significantly harder for him to get a job now since he was now a mute.
At that moment, Troy''s heart was filled with bitter resentment and cold fury.
He had worked under Greg for a long time and enjoyed the benefits of being Greg''s right-hand man.
Therefore, he was used to a life where power and money were the least of his worries. Thus, one could
imagine the discrepancy that he felt when he was suddenly thrown from that affluent lifestyle to that of
a disabled person who would struggle to make ends meet.
It''s all Abigail''s fault!
Troy lowered his head in response to Greg''s harsh words, and a cruel gleam shed in his eyes, but he
did not bother pleading for mercy.
As mentioned previously, he had been around Greg for a long time, so he naturally knew Greg''s
temper. One of the main ones was that Greg rarely went back on his words, so he was definitely done
for.
I''m still in my prime, although Abigail may not have been the one who sentenced me to exile, but it was
because of her that my life is in shambles. For that reason, I will never forgive her! My thirst for
vengeance would never be quenched until I have her begging for mercy.
Greg was still clueless about Troy conspiring with the Leynthall family to target Abigail. At this moment,
he realized Benjamin and Anastasia were nowhere to be found, even after personally resolving Troy''s
matter.
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"Where are Benjamin and Anastasia?" he asked while looking at Troy. Only then did he remember Troy
was incapable of speech due to his actions. Hence, he quickly called Benjamin.
s, Benjamin was unable to answer his phone at the moment as they were attacked by a group of
people as soon as they departed from the hospital. On top of that, as a fresh graduate, Anastasia was
just an average female who had never been involved in a physical fight, so it was impossible for her to
possess any martial skills to defend herself. As a result, she was in a state of stupefied terror when the
other party suddenly charged at them.
As he knew that she was acquainted with Abigail, he instinctively pulled her into a protective embrace
and dodged the attack. Unfortunately, the enemy still managed tond a ncing blow on his arm. Due
to that, Anastasia was instantly dragged back to reality as the blood sshed across her face, causing
her to let out a horrified shriek.
Furthermore, she was used to living a simple campus life and had never been exposed to such a
dreadful scene. For her, it was as though she was a marite in a movie scene, and she could feel
herself dissociating as she vaguely heard her screams while besieged by panic.
"Shut it!" Benjamin reflexively snarled at Anastasia. He was already in considerable pain due to that
injury, and her hysterical screeching honestly didn''t help matters as the volume nearly rendered him
deaf.
She was startled by his sudden brashness, and her mouth involuntarily clicked shut. Still, she had him
in a desperate grip as part of her brain that wasn''t utterly distracted by fear knew that he was the only
reason she was still alive. It was just a pity that the tight grip on his person was impeding his
movements. To make matters worse, it wasn''t like he could just dump her and escape himself.
It felt as though the number of adversaries Benjamin faced was only growing with time. So, even as his
mind noted that it was probably Abigail or Greg calling when he heard his ringtone, his current
circumstance rendered him unable to pick up said phone call.
The number of wounds on his body gradually increased as time passed, and he still couldn''t find a way
to break through the mob with Anastasia in tow. As protecting, if he were to be frank, a burden, while
fighting was truly taxing, it didn''t take long for him to feel that he was about to keel over.
Meanwhile, Abigail was beginning to feel irritated at herself for the heart ache she was going through.
Just then, she recalled Troy saying that the people of the Leynthall Family were already waiting to
ambush her. She noticed that Benjamin and Anastasia were nowhere to be seen, so it didn''t take much
mental gymnastics to figure out that they ran straight into the ambush. Regardless of how daring the
Leynthall is, they will not attack the hospital''s front entrance. Despite knowing that her leg needed rest
and she shouldn''t be doing anything vigorous to exert herself while recuperating, she honestly couldn''t
care less about that.
She didn''t waste any time contacting her subordinates as she gave swift orders, "Send a team over to
the City Hospital! Now!"
After that, Abigail made her way toward the backyard, where one was most likely to encounter an
ambush.
Sure enough, she could hear the sounds of people fighting before she even arrived at the scene. She
swiftly assessed the scene, urately attacked the offending party in swift movements, and
immediately removed the machete caught on Benjamin''s shoulders.
"Take Anastasia and leave!"
Of course, it didn''t hurt that Abigail was enraged. She did not care if the source of her anger was Greg
or the Leynthall Family. All she knew was that she needed to vent her rage, and violence was the best
way for her to do so.
Even though she knew doing so would aggravate her leg injury, that was the least of her worries.
The rage that swelled in her breast made her blood boil and was close to driving her insane.
Abigail''s eyes were a little bloodshot as she started attacking the Leynthall Family''s men like a manic
berserker.
Her arrival at the fight made the pressure on Benjamin ease significantly. Regardless, he was stunned
when he saw Abigail as the only reinforcement.
When he could finally take stock of his current situation, he noticed at least twenty or thirty members of
the Leynthall Family had surrounded him and the trembling Anastasia behind him. So, Benjamin didn''t
hesitate as he knocked Anastasia out and hid in the bushes. Finally, after a short reprieve, he fished
out his phone and saw that the missed call was indeed from Greg.
He immediately dialed the number without thinking twice.
The moment when Greg connected the call, Benjamin said in a hurry, "Mr. Buckley, we have been
ambushed by the Leynthall Family in the hospital''s backyard. I''m afraid Abigail may notst long in the
fight with her leg injury."