Not One, But Two!

Chapter 221

This is why he said he needed three days to settle something? Old Madam Buckley is right—he's seeking his own

death!

The more Abigail thought about it, the more furious she was. So, she picked up her phone and decided to give Greg

a call even though Charlotte was still with her.

All cellular service was off-limits on planes, but that wasn't the case for a private jet. Otherwise, Benjamin couldn't

have contacted her all the while.

Greg was stunned momentarily upon hearing the ringing phone, but his heart melted with warmth when he realized

that it was a call from Abigail. He answered the call via Bluetooth. "Sweetheart."

The familiar voice fueled the flame in Abigail's chest. "Where the hell are you right now? Greg Buckley, how dare

you go to Hitman Island all by yourself! Does that mean I owe you my life once you're dead? Huh? I'm telling you, it

won't happen as you wish! Once I marry another man, I will change your kids' surname and ask them to call

another man their father. I will treat that man nicely and be gentle to him as a token of gratitude for being willing to

accept the three of us. I will do everything he tells me to. And what about you? You'll be buried with a tombstone

just like that. Nothing else."

Her words evoked the ire in him. "Don't you dare!"

"Try me, then. Since you have the audacity to abandon us and seek death, is there anything that I can't do? Is this

the matter that you said you need three days to settle? If it is that easy, I could've brought Addison and the others

to do it ages ago. Why would I let you have this chance to be the hero? You better come back here, and I'll pretend

that nothing has happened; but if you insist, I'll find myself a man and do as I've promised. I'll cheat on you, who will

end up lying all alone in your grave."

Charlotte, who had heard everything, burst into a peal of hearty laughter. Holy sh*t! Since when did she become so

bossy?

Abigail shot glares at Charlotte, and she made herself scarce. Then, as she observed the couple in dispute, she

deemed that Abigail had fallen deeply in love with Greg.

Of course, Greg had heard the sudden laughter, which he shrugged off by assuming that it was Amy. The only thing

that hurt his feelings was Abigail's plan to cheat on him.

She's truly one ruthless woman.

"Who told you that I'm seeking death?" Greg questioned while looking at Benjamin ferociously.

The poor man held his breath as he could foresee his imminent death. Could you please not have me involved in

your couple's fight, Sir?

Nevertheless, it was true that Benjamin informed Abigail out of concern. He was innocent!

Abigail didn't mind what kind of intentions had prompted Greg to go to the island as she was in pure rage. "You

better return at this instant!"

"Why should I? Abigail, you will never get to live a peaceful life if we just let them be. I heard that they'd ordered

assassins to kill you, so be careful. Though I'm sure Shadow will keep you safe, I must still eliminate this existent

threat for your sake."

"And how are you going to do that? This is no joke. It's not something you can eliminate that easily. Besides, what

can you possibly do there all alone? Are you the almighty Zeus that can send huge waves to swallow that island? I

repeat myself—get back here!"

Can't he act like a patient when he's still injured? Geez!

Greg couldn't help but smile at the peculiar way Abigail expressed her concern. "I'm not alone. It's true that

Benjamin is the only one with me right now, but I have my men with me. Remember the top-notch hacker that I told

you about? He was the one introduced by King himself. The massive amount of money I've spent on him is to

infiltrate the database of the island. And I've sent the evidence to the federal police. Bruno has sent a troop of

armies for help too. My sole purpose in going there is to warn them not to lay a finger on my woman. I'm still

young, and we haven't married yet. I gotta see my daughters find themselves a good person too, so why should I

die here?"

His initial plan was to lay his card on the table upon returning. Yet, he had no choice but to tell her everything right

now so as not to worry her. Once again, he glared fiercely at Benjamin.

Benjamin lowered his head in grievance as he merely thought Greg would eliminate Hitman Island with illicit means.

Who would've expected the leader of Night Assassino would join hands with the army and federal police force?

Needless to say, Abigail was shocked. "You're cooperating with the legal force?"

"Yeah." Greg moved his sore shoulders. "I am a civilized resident who has a bright future awaiting me. I'm not that

stupid to sacrifice my happiness. So, put your worries to rest. You will soon see me back in one piece. No matter

how powerful they are, I will straighten things out with them to keep my woman safe."

Warmth crept into her heart as his actions touched her because she knew that he wouldn't have jumped through

hoops just to be with her and even be at risk of offending some influential people in the process. So, how could she

possibly give up on such a wonderful man?

"Since the police and army are involved, you should return immediately. That way, the enemy won't know who's

behind all these. On the other hand, you're asking for trouble if you insist on going. Think about it—what if one of

them manages to escape? He will never let you get away with it. Must you let the whole world know that Greg

Buckly is the one who has ousted the malicious syndicate?"

Abigail knew Greg inside out. He had been arrogant and untameable since day one, and he would always be. It was

probably because he had someone protecting him, but she couldn't gamble on this matter because his life was at

stake.

Back when Valerie tried to prise them apart, she did think of resorting to a break-up to put things to an end. Even

so, after she found out that Greg had gone to Hitman Island to confront them all alone, she realized that a breakup

wouldn't be easy for her.

The sole reason was that she had fallen deeply in love with that man.

At the same time, Greg, who was completely aware of her worries, pondered for a moment before explaining,

"Abigail, there will always be traces left in everything. I'm going there solely because of you; it's somewhere you

have stayed for a long time."

It wasn't until then did Abigail comprehend his whole intention of rushing there. Since she had been there, there

was a possibility that traces of her had been left unnoticed, be it the records or the training ground.

In hindsight, Greg wasn't there to brag about his accomplishments but to erase every single bit of evidence that

might put her in danger. He was trying to ensure that she was safe and sound for the rest of her lifetime.

Otherwise, the police and army might suspect Abigail once they took over the case. Even though she hadn't done

anything against the law, she would still be put under surveillance for eternity as a highly suspicious suspect. In the

end, Shadow might also be dragged into the whole situation.

If that came to pass, it would definitely tarnish Abigail's title as the best surgeon in the world.

Greg didn't matter about his life since he had grown up in the Gray Territory, but that shouldn't be the case for his

woman and his children. Not only did he wish his kids to grow up in a healthy environment, but he also wanted

Abigail to have a conducive life while doing the job she was passionate about. That was his wish as a man and a

father.

Abigail's eyes began to tear up. "It's been so many years. There should be nothing left. Maybe—"

"I can't take any risk when it comes to you. Listen, I'll be back in three days, so don't worry about me. Your foot is

still hurting. You shouldn't be wandering around so much. Although you have many remedies to heal your foot, it

will take time to recover completely. Get some rest, okay? I'll be back."

Despite the turmoil inside her, Abigail hummed and nodded in response and ended the call.

Once Greg terminated the call, he glared at Benjamin coldly as he questioned him huffily. "Just who do you work

for?"

"For you, Sir." Benjamin expressed his loyalty instantly.

"It seems to me like you belong to my wife, though?" Greg then frowned as he realized that he had worded it

weirdly.

Benjamin, who was the ever sensible employee, corrected Greg immediately. "I'm Mr. Buckley and Ma'am's

subordinate."

Yes, this should do the trick.

As Benjamin had expected, the crease on Greg's forehead disappeared at that.

Considering that Abigail sounded worried about his safety over the phone, Greg assumed that she wouldn't bring up

the break-up again, which proved that Benjamin had finally made himself useful for once.

"This is the last time. Next time, I won't let you off the hook easily, and I'll make you pay by doubling the price. Since

I've given you 750,000, you will have to pay me 1,500,000 when the time comes."

Benjamin sighed. "Mr. Buckley, even if you were to sell me, I won't be worth that much."

"At least you know your place. Listen to my orders once we've arrived there. And turn off your phone. If Abigail

finds out what we're about to do, you're going to get it from me."

Hearing that, Benjamin quickly turned off his phone and handed it to Greg.

In the meantime, Abigail had been zoning out after the call. When she was invading the island's database a while

ago, she did notice some familiar traces left by an outsider, and it turned out to be one of Greg's men's doing!

In other words, she had to delete Charlotte's record before it was too late. Then, as an afterthought, she went to

where her laptop was, only to see Charlotte sitting in front of it.

"What?"

"Charlotte, there are many ways to make up for your past deeds. You don't have to—"

"I've overheard your conversation. So, the federal police have the records in their hands now."

Abigail was relatively calm about it. "There's nothing that I can't do as long as I want it. Charlotte, I can do it."

"But I don't need it. Abigail, I've already made my decision. I've already made my bed and am prepared to lie in it.

The person you should be worried about isn't me; it is Greg. Before the federal police and army arrive at the island,

don't you know what will happen if he wipes out your traces while alone?"

Almost instantly, trepidation overwhelmed Abigail, and her eyes widened.