Abigail’s Second Life (Abigail Quinn)

Chapter 750 Favor

After finalizing things with Simond, Abigail took Larry back to the Johnson Research Institute.

Abigail's emotions were complex as she sat in the cab. She had considered what Simond had said, and relying on Andrew for help was unwise. Martin and Andrew have a father-son relationship that is much closer than our relationship as an outsider. Human nature is the most unpredictable, but it must be considered.

Lost in thought, Abigail received a call from Kevin.

Abigail answered, "What's up?"

"I heard you went back. Why did you go back so soon? Simond and I were planning to find out who contacted Martin." Kevin thought it was unwise for Abigail to return now. Martin is so anxious for her to return. Is there no problem?!

"If I wait for you to finish investigating, won't it be too late for me to return? Regardless of the other party's intentions, I have to go back first," Abigail said calmly.

He didn't know what to say for a moment. Ultimately, he sighed and said, "Alright, if you need anything, remember to call us."

"Kevin, please let me know the investigation results as soon as possible," she commented sincerely.

Kevin murmured in agreement.

Abigail pursed her lips and held Larry tightly after hanging up the phone. Larry is different from the other children. He is asleep most of the time. Martin says his physical constitution is weak, so he sleeps most of the time. Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

Her heart also raced when she arrived at the Apex Research Institute.

Andrew had been waiting in the courtyard for a long time. After Abigail entered the room, Andrew pushed the wheelchair forward and swiftly grabbed her clothes. "You're back."

"Yeah, what's wrong?" Abigail felt that he was a little nervous.

He looked at Abigail and took her to the fountain in the courtyard. Then, he said, "I was worried you wouldn't return."

She was momentarily stunned and then laughed. "Why would you think I wouldn't return?"

"I captured surveillance footage. Now, I'm giving it to you." Andrew whispered and secretly handed Abigail the chip he had been hiding in his hand.

"Okay." When Abigail received the chip, she felt that fate was still on her side. She had made the right bet.

"Let's go home. Don't worry. The research institute is still safe," Andrew said as he pushed the wheelchair and turned around.

Abigail did not ask further. Andrew has already done a great job. She put Larry in the room to sleep and started cleaning.

Andrew occasionally glanced at her but often watched TV dramas in the living room. Everything seemed to be no different from before. After she finished cleaning, she started cooking.

When Martin came downstairs, he saw that Abigail had already returned. He smiled. "It seems I don't need to bother with brewing traditional medicine anymore. I haven't practiced traditional medicine in a long time, and I'm not sure how to do it anymore."

Abigail smiled slightly. "It's just a simple task." Brewing traditional medicine is different from cooking. It has a fixed schedule and is very structured but easy to follow.

Martin sat down and looked at Andrew approaching, which caused his smile to fade. "I've never asked you before. What exactly is happening with you? Can you tell me now?"

Abigail glanced at Martin and then turned to Andrew before she served him food. "Can I trust you?"

Martin looked at Andrew. A warmth then showed on his face. "Of course. Compared to those who came yesterday, I know you better, right?"

"It's exactly what I told you before. There is a group of individuals involved in money laundering that encompasses multiple families," Abigail whispered as she conversed with Martin. "Initially, I thought it was just a typical chain of fraudulent activities. But it wasn't until I found myself in trouble that I realized we've gotten ourselves into a significant predicament."

Andrew listened quietly and refrained from getting involved. In reality, he was more knowledgeable than Abigail. When that group of individuals departed, he had been investigating them all along. Due to the substantial amount of money involved and the numerous people implicated, any exposure profoundly impacts the entire wealthy circle of Eswadia. Hence, they aim to eliminate anyone who delves into this matter. Furthermore, that money is already discreetly laundered through various channels. If any mistakes are made at this juncture, then all their efforts will be in vain.

"No wonder." Martin didn't inquire further. He had also heard from Andrew about the prestigious families in Perou. Once these individuals acquire money, their desire for more intensifies. Anyone who diminishes their interest becomes a target for death.

"Martin, do you have any plans?" Abigail handed the food to Andrew and earnestly looked at Martin.

"Ms. Quinn, if you trust me. I can assure you that I can cure Larry. You must also promise to take good care of Andrew, regardless of the circumstances." Martin's expression was severe. "I have made a deal with them, so you must cooperate with me."

"But what if the other party is more cunning than us?" Abigail expressed concern.

No matter how cunning they may be, we must be fully prepared. Don't you agree?" Martin held a fork and knife. "So, let's fulfill our roles rather than consider their plans."

"Yes, you're right." Abigail nodded.

"To be honest, my research has long reached a standstill. The other side has approached me, so I have no way out. All I can think about now is for Andrew to leave this place safely," Martin said and looked at Abigail.