"How was it, Abby? Did you tell your boyfriend?" Gin asked, welcoming Abby home. His sister rested her back against the back of the sofa and massaged her temples."The thought of becoming Zac's wife soon makes my head throb." She turned to Gin. "What are your plans next?""I want to take you to your childhood home, Abby. Let's go check on Papa."Abby looked at Gin with a furrowed brow, unable to believe that her brother had begun to understand what he had to do for the family. Unconsciously, Abby's eyes glazed over. She stroked Gin's jaw lovingly."You've grown up, Gin. The longer I look at you, the more I find our parents in you."Seeing Abby's demeanor and the tears rolling down her cheeks, Gin reached out and held her close. He regretted that he only realized and recognized his sister's character when his mother had disappeared somewhere. If only he had learned earlier, then it wouldn't have happened because he would have focused on the safety of his mother, father, and sister.Now
"Al, is Jude coming with Gin?" asked Abby, which made Alice, who was on the other side, frown."What's wrong, Abby? Is there a problem?""No, no. I'm just making sure. I thought he was going with my dad and Gin. I'm worried about them.""Oh, I thought something had happened," Alice replied calmly. "At first, I thought that Jude would come. But, he said, he had no authority. He would have gone if it had been Selena."Abby nodded, feeling a mixture of emotions. She was worried that later, on her wedding day, Gin wouldn't come because of unfinished business. Or worse, if something happened to him."Abby, hey... everything will be fine. Trust me." Abby nodded, even though she realized that Alice wouldn't be able to see her. "Do you need some company? I just made an apple pie. I can bring it to you."Alice lit up, and so did Abby. Being accompanied by the best friend who was always there in every struggle, there was no way she would refuse.She rushed to Abby's house. However, even before
"Hhmph!" A woman screeched loudly, but no sound or words came out other than an incoherent babble as her mouth was covered with a plaster at the moment.Her hands and feet were bound, her eyes covered with a piece of cloth tied tightly enough that she couldn't see anything despite the ingenious means she used every time she faced similar problems.This kind of thing was nothing new to her. However, this time, she seemed to be dealing with someone quite skillful and had committed the same crime for a long time."Did you check her cell phone?" asked a deep baritone voice she didn't recognize. She had been suspicious before, thinking Jude was behind all this. However, she had to admit that she was wrong."That's it, sir. There's nothing there. Just Abigail Genovhia's wedding schedule as our client wanted," another replied."Very well. Then we can move now. Just as Miss Marra requested, we must take Abigail and hold her hostage. If necessary, eliminate the trail so that no one will find h
Abby was wide-eyed, unable to believe that Garry knew her identity. For several years, she had been able to walk free without anyone knowing, but now it seemed to be the end of her quest for revenge.Stammering and unable to utter any words in her shock, Abby just stared at the man in front of her."Why are you so surprised?" the man asked. "I've been looking for you for a long time. You disappeared like the earth, and so did your father.""What do you want? You've destroyed my family; now, what do you want?"Garry's expression instantly changed when he heard Abby's accusation. He shook his head vaguely, still not shifting the gaze that Abby could not translate."What do you mean, did something happen to you guys?"Abby shook her head in disbelief. This man was Garry Emerson, wasn't he? Why did he not seem to remember his actions? Or was it just a charade to keep Abby from further acting against them?Or maybe they were the ones who were organizing a plan to destroy her.Abby wanted n
"Have you heard from Jude?" asked Abby, who was still worried about Alice, who had disappeared, and Jude, who had not heard from her. Gin just shook his head.He was also waiting for the news that Jude had promised. He repeatedly offered to help, but he refused. He would save Alice while Gin had to look after Abby.It was late in the day, and there was no way the man would give any news. Even if they were already on site, they would be working on a plan to free Alice."I'll go look for her," Abby said as she got up, but she was quickly intercepted by Gin and Zac, who already knew the news of Alice's disappearance."Abby, let Doctor Gregory do it. He asked me to look after you because he feels you are being targeted.""Who's after me? They won't find anything on me."Abby was wrong. If she meant treasure, there was a lot to be gained from her. The same could be said for herself. The criminals were stalking Abby. Not others. It had to be jealousy if Zac was to be believed."According to
"Sid? What are you doing here?" chided Monica to her sister, who was also caught just like her—sitting on a chair in a dimly lit room, lit only by a bulb. "I told you, you are on guard at the headquarters. Why are you doing this kind of foolishness?""What about you? You were caught yourself. What do you have to say, huh?"Monica was silent as Sidney shot at her with a sarcastic, obviously true sentence. No one knew what the dream was last night that their plan had failed so miserably. Before they even got what they wanted, at least to teach Abby a lesson, she had been caught."I know why you're here," Monica added, deflecting her sister's question without any intention of answering. Such rhetoric was not crucial for her to respond to. "You must not trust me; that's why you followed me. Let's be honest.""I–" Sidney could not respond quickly to her sister's accusation. It was true; that was the truth.It was only natural that she had her doubts. Several times, Monica had failed missio
Not many expected this, including Gin when one of Zac's confidants, who he said was one of the men he could rely on to help find Alice, was a familiar face to the Genovhia family.Gin's eyes almost glazed over as the man entered the room and removed the distinctive brown hat and coat he always wore, even when meeting Abby."Mr. Thompson?" muttered Gin, still unable to believe what he saw. Did this mean the man had betrayed his sister?"Hi, Young Master Genovhia," the man greeted when he saw Gin in the room with the others. Gin was the only one he recognized, so to the others, he only bowed slightly. "What can I do for you, Mr. Emerson?"The man was immediately quick to ask the task Zac was going to give him. Meanwhile, Gin, who felt trapped in this, immediately grabbed the shirt collar of the man who had not yet sat in his chair and dragged him out of the room regardless of his brother-in-law's call.He was on the verge of throwing a punch if Mr. Thompson didn't stop him immediately.
A fierce duel was inevitable between Jude and the man standing guard, along with some of the men who eventually moved to all sides to confront Jude's friend, who had managed to fend off the criminals attacking them outside."Jude, come in; I'll deal with them. Save Alice!" commanded one of them, who seemed to be the most elegant among the others and had been trying to block the attack on Jude.This time, however, the gang's boss would not let Jude go. He insisted the man stay there to fight the last drop of blood. Jude didn't mind doing that and still faced him, but his friend didn't let that happen. Again, Jude protected his position so he could immediately enter the room where Alice was. He managed to break down the door, which was already rickety and saw Alice trying to free herself by scraping the broken glass on the rope that bound her. Instead of breaking the rope, it was her hand that was scratched by the object, and she was helpless except to grimace in pain as the blood con