Not One, But Two!

Chapter 43

"Say something! What should we do now?" Greg had never been a patient man, and it was usually others who

begged him for help. If it weren't for Abigail, he would never have had a taste of begging someone else. Well, I'm

not begging for help. He owes me a favor, and I just want him to repay it now.

Meanwhile, Stanley was in a dilemma. He gazed at him and uttered, "I might not be able to help you with this. My

mom and my younger sister are very conservative. At that time, the man that my eldest sister fell in love and

wanted to run away with was my younger sister's fiancé, so—"

"How ridiculous!" Greg thought that even a melodrama was more realistic than what he had just heard.

With a bitter smile, Stanley then replied, "My eldest sister is nowhere to be found, so I can't help you even if I want

to. Moreover, my younger sister was too agitated because of this event, so she's become somewhat disturbed now.

I really have no say in this matter."

"In other words, you're basically useless in your family." Greg looked at him with disdain.

On the other hand, Stanley was rendered speechless. After all, he was powerless when it came to this matter.

Greg impatiently lit up a cigarette and asked, "Since there's nothing you can do, what will happen to Abigail?"

"It's easier to appease the other villagers. As long as she stays in the ancestral hall and gets punished a bit, they'll

be fine with it. However, I'm worried that my younger sister will be relentless. My mother was utterly disappointed

in my eldest sister, so she severed ties with her over twenty years ago. Now, she only acknowledges my younger

sister as her daughter, so she won't be friendly to Dr. Kain."

In an instant, Greg's gaze darkened. "Are they going to kill Abigail? Do they think we're living in a lawless country?"

"She's being held captive in this place now, and it's always been like this in our village. The authorities will never

bother to come over and interfere in our affairs."

Upon hearing that, Greg sported a gloomy expression. Initially, he thought that the matter could be easily settled

with Stanley around, but he hadn't expected him to be so useless. Furthermore, Abigail's life was at risk now, and it

made Greg lose his composure.

Upon seeing his dark expression, Stanley was nervous. "Mr. Buckley, you can't forcefully get her out of here!"

"Haha." Greg sneered and called Troy. "Call Bruno and tell him that there are foreign terrorists in Mortimer Village,

so we need the military's support. It'd be best if he could get some helicopters to come over. Also, tell our men to

surround the village. If they don't release the captive, we'll barge in and save her. I don't believe there's anywhere

in Harrion that I can't go or anyone I can't save!"

Upon finishing his words, he hung up the call.

Knowing that Greg always meant what he said, Stanley turned pale. Moreover, Greg was someone who feared no

one, and he was one of the four most prestigious young masters in Harrion. It was said that he was on good terms

with the other three young masters. By offending Greg, it was no different from affronting all the big shots in

Harrion.

At the thought of the consequence, Stanley hurriedly said, "Please calm down, Mr. Buckley. Why don't you let me

have a discussion with my mother and younger sister first?"

"I can give you time to have a discussion with them, but I have to see Abigail right now!" Greg's tone suggested that

he didn't expect to be rejected.

"Mr. Buckley, please don't make things difficult for me—"

"In that case, I'll just go in and save her."

Greg rolled up his sleeves as if he was a thug, and this shocked Stanley.

"Please don't do this, Mr. Buckley. Just give me some time."

"No, I have to see her now. If this matter drags on, she might get killed." Greg thought that it was highly probable.

Stanley was anxious, but he didn't dare to offend Greg as the latter was known to be a modern-day Lucifer. "Alright,

I'll bring you to see her in the ancestral hall, but you must not try to take her away. Let me settle the issue first,

okay?"

Right now, Stanley regretted bringing Greg to this place. However, everything else didn't matter to Greg as long as

he could see Abigail. When he saw that Greg had agreed to it, Stanley breathed a sigh of relief and brought him to

the ancestral hall. On the way there, Greg didn't utter a single word. When he reached the ancestral hall, he saw

Abigail lying on the ground, and it seemed like she had passed out. "What did you all do to her?"

His gaze darkened.

Stanley hurriedly said, "Before the villagers find out whether she has come here on her own or with my eldest

sister, they won't make a move on her."

Upon finishing his words, he felt somewhat guilty. The villagers won't make a move, but what about my younger

sister? Certainly, he didn't dare to say it out loud.

With a frown, Greg uttered coldly, "Twenty minutes. I'll give you twenty minutes to settle it. If you can't, I'll solve this

problem my way."

This man is no different from a thug! What a ruthless man! Stanley could only think to himself, then he agreed to

look for his mother and younger sister immediately.

After he was gone, Greg ambled toward Abigail. Isn't this woman adept at fighting? She even has the guts to beat

me up. Why is she knocked out on the ground, looking all pitiful now? He wanted to question her, but he still

crouched down and helped her up, only to feel a tinge of warmth. "Abigail?"

He gently shook her, and upon seeing that she remained unconscious, he pressed his finger against her philtrum.

At that moment, Abigail gasped and sat up straight. She still appeared perplexed when she saw Greg. "Why are you

here?"

Seeing how baffled she looked, Greg mocked, "If I hadn't come, you would've lost your life without knowing why."

"What nonsense are you spouting?" Abigail wanted to get up, but the pain on the back of her head made her

grimace. "Greg, did you beat me up when I was unconscious? Why is my head aching now?"

Faced with this unreasonable woman, Greg was speechless. "I beat you up? Do you think I have nothing better to

do?"

He wanted to hurl her to the ground and land a kick on her, but he suppressed his urge to do so.

Once Abigail recalled what had happened, she sported a grim expression. "The people here are insane! How could

they treat me like this? This is kidnap and illegal captivity. I have to sue them!"

"Stanley said that the authorities don't bother coming here and interfering with their affairs, so it's useless even if

you sue them. You've been implicated by your mother."

What he said made Abigail frown. "What do you mean by that?"

Then, Greg told her what Stanley had said to him. Abigail felt as though she had traveled through time and returned

to the past. "What year is it?"

"Cut it out. I was just as shocked as you are when I heard that. Unfortunately, you've come to such a village. Did

you see the memorial arch at the entrance? That's the pride of the entire village, and countless women have stuck

to the same archaic rule over the generations in exchange for it. Do you get it now? The fact that your mother

pursued love and freedom had caused a public outrage. Also, the woman who confined you to the ancestral hall is

supposed to be your aunt. Your mother had snatched her fiancé, which is why she hates you and your mother. Do

you understand it now?"

Abigail sported a dark expression. "You've already made it clear. I'd be a fool if I still don't get it."

"Yeah, I can tell that you're not a fool." Seeing that she was unable to get up, Greg narrowed his eyes. "Are you

alright?"

"Well, I'm not. I think the back of my head is bleeding, and there's nothing here that I can use. More importantly,

how are we supposed to get out of here?" Upon learning the cause of the incident, Abigail became calm and

collected again.

Seeing how she was able to pull herself together so quickly, Greg couldn't help but take a glance at her. "Aren't you

worried that they'll kill you?"

"Do I look like I will get killed easily?" Abigail sneered. At the same time, she finally realized why Sasha had readily

given her the address. That woman must have expected this kind of outcome, and she couldn't believe that she had

been fooled by Sasha again. A hint of coldness flashed through her eyes.

When he saw her expression, Greg set his mind at ease. "Don't worry, we'll definitely get out of here. Even if

Stanley isn't able to persuade your grandmother and aunt, I have another way to bring you out of this place."

"How are you going to do that?" Abigail asked in a soft voice.

In a domineering manner, Greg replied, "How else will I do it? We'll just force our way out of this village. There are

not many people here, and I don't believe that they can go up against my men. Even if we can't reach an

agreement with them, just walk behind me. I assure you that I'll get you out of here safely."

After hesitating for a bit, Abigail uttered in a small voice, "I want to see my grandmother and ask her about my

mother, though."

"That's easy. Stanley owes me a favor, so just ask him whatever you want to know. Even if there are things he

doesn't know, he can go back and ask his mother. It's a better alternative than doing it yourself."

Abigail approved of his idea, but it would mean that she would owe him a favor. That notion made her feel uneasy,

but she wasn't an inflexible person. After weighing the pros and cons, she decided to agree to his suggestion. "In

that case, let's go now."

After finishing her words, she got up and brushed away the dirt from her clothes.

Greg was startled for a moment. "But I promised Stanley that he'd have twenty minutes to settle this issue."

"He will not succeed. If what he has said is true, the mindset of the people here are still stuck in the past, and they

won't have any regard for you. Instead, your provocation will make them feel resentful toward you, which might

lead to a scuffle. In that case, we'd better leave now. If we wait any longer, we might not be able to leave by then,"

said Abigail while she calmly analyzed the situation.

Greg felt as if he was the one getting saved, not the other way round. This woman is interesting. "Alright, let's go."

Then, he made a call to someone. Soon, they heard the noises of footsteps and a rowdy crowd. With an

emotionless expression, Greg pulled the woman behind him and uttered impassively, "Follow me closely and don't

get lost. I won't come back to save you for the second time."

"Why did you decide to save me?" Abigail suddenly asked.

Upon hearing that, Greg was startled. Why? His mind went blank for a moment before he put on a charming smile.

"I'll just regard it as repaying your favor for saving my mother."

With that, he stepped out of the place.

Abigail scowled as she watched him leave. Repaying my favor? He has already paid me all the fees. What is he up

to again?