Abigail’s Second Life

However, Abigail wasn't sure how Alice felt about Martin.

When they arrived at John's biology lab, Abigail and Simond got out of the car together.

Kevin was the last to get out of the car, and he looked at the lab with a serious expression. "Abigail, why did you

want to meet someone from this lab?"

"Because there's something | want to figure out," Abigail replied, and she walked towards the entrance of the lab

with Simond.

The independent lab was located in a relatively remote area. The white building looked cold and devoid of any

human touch, and it was surrounded by iron fences, making the interior of the lab resemble a wild beast trapped

in a cage.

Simond stopped in front of the iron gate and pressed the doorbell.

After a while, the door opened, and two people holding AK rifles walked out.

Simond stepped forward and said, "We had an appointment yesterday. Ms. Quinn is looking for Mr. Martin."

One of them looked at the group warily while the other took out a walkie-talkie and said a few words. After

receiving confirmation on the other end, they stepped aside.

"Only she is allowed to go in." The person with the walkie-talkie said to Simond in Aktani.

Hearing that, Simond looked at Abigail with concern in his eyes. No matter what relationship Alice had with

Martin in the past, it had been a few years since then, and even the deepest feelings would have faded away.

"Alright," Abigail immediately agreed without a hint of hesitation.

"Abigail... How much do you know about this place? Are you sure you want to go in alone?" Kevin worriedly held

onto her.

"This is a proper establishment. Don't worry," She replied before walking in.

As the door closed, Kevin becanxious. He looked at Simond and asked, "Are you sure they're reliable?"

Simond leaned against the door, looking at Abigail's figure getting farther away behind the iron mesh. His brows

furrowed, and he said, "I don't know, but Martin is the person she's been looking for." Kevin licked his lips and

took out his phone to message Sean.

"What are you doing?" Simond snatched his phone, his gaze icy. "Messaging Sean? Didn't Abigail tell you that her

situation is confidential for now?"

"Oh, | forgot. | was too anxious," Kevin said, reaching out to snatch his phone from him.

Simond handed the phone back to him and warned, "If you have any questions, ask her to clarify things for you.

If you ruin my plan, I'll leave you here for the dogs!"

"Oh, how scary," Kevin said, putting his phone back in his pocket.

Abigail entered the interior of the research room and discovered that the first floor was actually a living area,

which meant that the drug research was probably on the second floor. Just then, a man with graying hair walked

out. Despite his age, he still had a spirited demeanor, and his gaze was sharp.

Abigail guessed that he must be Martin and called out, "Mr. Colleen?"

"Yes, please sit. You can speak in Corynthean," Martin said, walking over to take a seat on the couch.

Seeing that he was still wearing their traditional clothing, Abigail felt somewhat relieved. His clothes indicated

that he acknowledged her as a fellow countrywoman.

"I heard that Alice gave you a prescription. Can you show it to me?" Martin went straight to the point without

beating around the bush.

Abigail took out a photocopy of Alice's prescription from her bag and handed it to him.

After Martin accepted the copy, his face becserious as he read it, and he pondered the prescription for a

long twithout saying a word.

Abigail didn't dare to speak either, and she only quietly watched his expression change.

After a long silence, Martin slowly folded up the prescription. "She didn't say anything else?"

"No, but before she passed away, she instructedto regularly browse through her bookshelf. However, when |

went to retrieve the books from the bookshelf, there was only one book, and this prescription was tucked inside

that book," Abigail explained, taking out the book left by Alice from her bag.

Martin reached out and took it from her hands.

The book had a blue cover. It was a traditional medicine book with a thread-bound spine, and the corners of the

pages were turned up, indicating that it had been frequently perused.

"What do you need from me?" Martin looked up at Abigail.

"I have a friend whose child has a genetic condition. We are unable to determine his genes accurately; thus, we

cannot ascertain his father's identity. However, knowing who his father is holds great importance to me," Abigail

stated, looking directly at him.

Ever since she first laid eyes on Martin, she had believed in him. Not for any other reason but because he had

once been loved by Alice.

Martin gently caressed the book with his fingers. "In that case, it appears that you will have to bring the child

here and stay with us for an extended period of time."

"| can't stay here..."

"Ms. Quinn, | am not discussing this with you. I am telling you to go back and contemplate it on your own,"

Martin said, standing up.

As he was about to turn away, Abigail sensed that someone was observing them.

Trusting her instincts, she glanced over, only to see a man sitting in a wheelchair, staring at the two of them. The

man had a very pale complexion, giving him an ill appearance.

"This is my son, Andrew. He suffers from a peculiar illness," Martin explained to Abigail.

She silently nodded at Andrew and turned away.

As she exited the laboratory, Abigail felt a heavy heart. Could Martin truly cure Larry? However, Alice had

instructed her to find Martin, so it must be alright. Now the question was, how would she inform Sean about this?

"What did he say?" Simond immediately approached her as they walked out of the iron gate.

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She had no intention of informing Kevin, and she also needed to persuade Kevin before she could return and look

for Sean.