Not One, But Two!

Chapter 187

Greg had once suffered from this matter too, but compared to Abigail's grievances, he felt that those past events

were of no value to be distraught over at all.

I was crazy to actually get drunk over these things, thus giving Genevieve an excuse and reason to hurt Abigail!

Moreover, someone also tried to assassinate me!

When Greg thought of the failed assassination, his eyes sank a little.

He subconsciously found Troy's phone number, only to realize that he'd replaced the latter when he dialed it. Then,

he called Benjamin instead.

"Benjamin, go and check if there are any updates on the identity of the culprit who stabbed me yesterday. The

culprit was detained at Stadium Embankment by Cody Kottler's men at that time, whereas Troy should've gone over

and brought the culprit back by now. Go to the dungeon and have a look."

"Sure, Mr. Buckley."

Benjamin nodded before he said awkwardly, "Mr. Buckley, I may not be able to handle Genevieve's affairs."

"What happened?"

Greg was still a little unaccustomed to getting along with the newcomer.

Benjamin said quickly, "I don't have the power to mobilize other people, so they didn't listen to me."

This was also quite frustrating for Benjamin.

He was initially a mere subordinate, but he was promoted all of a sudden. Those who were equal to him in the past

were naturally dissatisfied, and besides, he did not have much contact with the upper management. Troy's status in

the management group over the years was very high, yet he was suddenly replaced by an unknown boy. Naturally,

some managers did not like that, so they did not take Greg's order seriously.

However, no one expected that Benjamin would actually report this to Greg, and it was rare for people in their field

to do that.

After all, these people only looked at actual strength and results. If Greg's orders were not carried out properly, one

would always be punished no matter the reason.

By making things difficult for Benjamin, everyone assumed that he'd be condemned by Greg, but they did not

expect Benjamin to do the opposite. In fact, he reported this issue to Greg at once while acting aggrieved.

Greg knew what was going on as soon as he heard it. After all, he could still see through those carefully hidden

thoughts clearly after being in this field for so many years.

However, he was also surprised that Benjamin had actually reported this to him.

"Can't you fix this?"

"Yes, but it may hurt some of the management staff in the process. I'm afraid that you will be unhappy, so I want to

inform you in advance."

Benjamin's measured words made Greg realize that Benjamin already had an idea in his heart, and all he wanted

was for Greg to allow him to do it.

In fact, Benjamin was a clever and witty man, so Greg was somewhat satisfied.

"Go ahead and carry it out. I'll be responsible for whatever happens."

"Thank you, Mr. Buckley."

Benjamin put down the phone happily.

Abigail was very sleepy and exhausted, so she was still in deep sleep. Greg didn't bother her and simply handled his

business affairs by her side.

Troy had gone to the disciplinary hall, and no one else in the company could take over the work all at once, so Greg

naturally had to work even harder.

Less than an hour later, Benjamin called.

"Mr. Buckley, Genevieve is already in place."

Hearing this news, Greg was a little surprised.

In less than an hour, Benjamin not only solved the problem of the management's boycotting of him, but also did

what was asked. It seemed that he was a rather useful person.

"Well, have someone scare her and take some video and photos in the process. What I want is for her to mentally

break down; do you understand what I mean?"

"Clear."

"Also, she is not allowed to eat or drink a drop of water, and she is not allowed to sleep at night until tomorrow

morning."

Greg's words surprised Benjamin for a moment, but he quickly agreed.

It was only 7.00AM, so by the next morning, Genevieve would have suffered drastically.

Benjamin said quickly, "By the way, Mr. Buckley—the person who tried to assassinate you yesterday is not in the

dungeon. I went to Straqium Embankment to ask around and discovered that he's been detained in the Kottler

Residence by Cody's men. At present, I have asked someone to bring him back, but that culprit is tight-lipped and

refuses to say anything. I went to the dungeon to check on him, and I think he may not be from here or Harrion.

Instead, he seems like a killer from Seaferon."

"Oh? How do you know that?"

Greg was slightly taken aback, for he had not offended anyone in Seaferon other than Hugh.

Some guesses had already taken shape in his heart, but the evidence was still needed.

Benjamin said in a low voice, "The clothes he wears and the scent on his body do not belong to what we have here."

"You know about the scents in Seaferon?"

Greg frowned slightly.

Benjamin said quickly, "I have a brother who works there, so I know a thing or two about it."

Greg knew that many of his men were from different places, and even more of them were orphans. It was not easy

for them to survive in this society, so they had a lot of connections with a variety of people. Hence, they often had a

wider network of news and updates.

He didn't expect to have gotten a gem from a random person he just promoted.

"Go and check it out for me. When can you give me the results?"

"In half an hour."

"Okay."

After Greg hung up the phone, he felt somewhat better.

30 minutes later, Benjamin sent news that the killer had indeed been sent by Hugh himself.

Greg's eyes were a little deep.

He wanted to kill Hugh quickly, but he had also promised Abigail that he would not kill the man.

However, that didn't mean he was going to be bullied all the time.

Moreover, he had ways to make things difficult for Hugh without killing him.

Greg said coldly, "Go and investigate who is Hugh's enemy in Seaferon; I need a detailed list of information."

"Understood."

After giving out his instructions, Greg began to deal with official business.

At 11.00AM, Greg saw that Abigail was still asleep and did not bother her. Instead, he went to the kitchen to prepare

something to eat.

Soon, Abigail was awakened by the smell of food.

She looked at the familiar bedroom, her mind feeling blank for a while. After slowly gathering her thoughts, her

eyes became a little cold.

Genevieve!

She had underestimated this woman.

Abigail saw the laptop on the side and guessed that Greg was at home.

She lifted the quilt and got out of bed, leaving the bedroom in her slippers. As she turned around the corner of the

stairs on the second floor, she saw Greg cooking with his sleeves rolled up in the open kitchen below, and Abigail's

heart suddenly melted.

No matter how much she had suffered, she felt that everything was right at this moment.

She had planned on going down to help Greg since he was injured, whereas she wasn't that tired anymore. Now

that she had a good night's sleep, she felt refreshed, but she still needed to deal with some things nonetheless.

Abigail went back to the bedroom, took Greg's computer, and went online. Then, she found Carter immediately

using the identity of King.

"My God, King—you're really elusive! Why did you suddenly think of looking for me? I'm sitting comfortably in an

office chair at the Buckley Group right now with a good salary, all of which is thanks to you. If you are free, I'd like

to invite you out for a meal."

Carter was really grateful to King. After fighting with King for so long, he didn't expect to become friends with the

other person instead. Unfortunately, he never got to know King's true identity.

Abigail simply replied, "Sure, we'll meet when we get the chance, but I have a favor to ask right now. You can't let

anyone notice and realize what you're doing, not even Greg Buckley himself."

"Of course, anything for you. Deep down, you are much more important than my boss."

Carter was forthcoming.

Abigail smiled and answered, "Help me check out everything about the Leynthall Family. What I want is what's

under the surface. Do you understand what I mean?"

"Understood, it's all those skeletons in the closet, right? Don't worry, I'm good at this. However, which Leynthall

Family are you referring to?"

"The Leynthall Family in Harrion that's being led by Simon Leynthall."

Abigail's words made Carter pause for a moment.

"F*ck, King—you're being really bold this time."

"Don't worry. If anything happens, I will protect you first."

Abigail knew what Carter was worried about.

Since Abigail had given him her word, Carter immediately felt relieved.

"Well, since you've promised, I will go through hell for you and do whatever it takes. Just wait for my good news."

After the two ended the call, Abigail cleared all records with Carter on the computer. Then, she took her phone and

dialed a number upon thinking of something.

"I want to know if the person who stabbed Greg in Straqium Embankment yesterday had been dispatched by

Hugh."

Abigail's words caused the other party to fall silent.

"What? Are you mute? Have you forgotten who your true boss is?"

Abigail's voice suddenly became a little colder, and it seemed like it had been dipped in ice.

The other party shivered and said with a trembling voice, "Boss, we—"

"Don't think that I don't know what happened last time. I asked you guys to send Hugh to a place and keep watch on

him. Well, what happened to that? Hugh appeared in front of me the next day. Have you guys really become his

underlings? You should know what I, Abigail Kain, hate the most!"

Upon realizing that Abigail knew everything, the other party immediately panicked.

"We're sorry, Boss. It's all our fault."

"Forget it. You will follow Hugh from now on, and you will no longer be my people."

Once Abigail finished speaking, she hung up the phone and called another virtual number.

"Remove the Bald Eagle team from the organization."

They hadn't done a good job of keeping a watch on Hugh the last time, but she did not pursue the matter and let it

slide. Now that Hugh had sent them to assassinate Greg, it had crossed Abigail's bottom line.

After the other party agreed, Abigail hung up the phone and cleared all traces.

Abigail was really considerate toward Hugh, but Hugh actually thought of killing Greg.

Needless to say, she felt a little irritable upon thinking about this.

There was no news from Hugh after she had asked him to check on her mother. In other words, Hugh had learned

the news about her mother, but he was using this to force her to break up with Greg and make her be with him.

This tactic did not sit well with Abigail at all.

She was eager to find news about her mother, but if that was the price to pay, she would rather take her time.

After all, she had lived so many years without knowing, so she was fine with waiting an extra month or two.

Complicated feelings washed over Abigail, but the smell of the food from below dispelled her heavy emotions

significantly.

Greg, the man that he is!

She laughed suddenly.

In the wee hours of the morning, he came as domineering as Prince Charming. At that moment, her heart was

overjoyed and shocked at the same time, and it pounded like never before.