Abigail’s Second Life (Abigail Quinn)

Chapter 848 Decision Made

Ella, being the secretary-general, had a high position in the Chamber of Commerce.

Abigail invited her for a luxurious dinner at a hotel.

"We don't know anything about Carl's death. We just know that he was looking for something for his family. That was why he came after us. However, we retreated because we didn't want to complicate things," Abigail explained to Ella.

Despite her old age, Ella looked elegant with her silver hair and fair complexion.

"Mr. Summer informed me that the governor is seeking answers from our Chamber of Commerce's president. Don't worry. I'm here to assist you," Ella assured her with a warm smile.

"Miss Ella, can I ask you a question?" asked Abigail.

"Sure," Ella replied as she took a sip of red wine.

"Why are you helping us?" Abigail asked. It's not that she didn't trust Ella, but she feared that her negligence could make her regret her decision if things went south.

"A year ago, Mr. Graham helped my husband with his business. Those dealings made our lives better. He also helped me get into the Chamber of Commerce. I would be repaying his debts by helping you," Ella said.

Abigail was taken aback and thought, Could Sean have planned everything a year ago?

"Mr. Graham is a kind man. We're forever grateful for his help." Ella smiled. Content © copyrighted by NôvelDrama.Org.

Abigail nodded and remained silent.

"We're sorry to hear about his accident. Since Mr. Summer has asked me to help, I will certainly do my best. By murdering Jones, the Chamber of Commerce's influential members would settle the score with Carl's dad. After all, some of them have businesses with Jones, so his death would greatly impact them. Right now, the governor is swamped, so he won't cause any trouble to you guys," Ella reassured Abigail.

"Thank you, Miss Ella." Abigail sighed in relief.

After Ella departed, Abigail sat deep in thought. A year ago? I was still at Simond's place when Sean and I broke up. Despite this, Sean still went ahead with this plan to rescue Luna, never once allowing hatred to get in the way. I wonder how he is doing now.

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Jonell and the others were ambushed outside of New Yoke, which caused them to tumble out of the vehicle one by one.

"Head for the mountains! Quick!" Mike shouted.

Jonell had broken his arm, and his face was pale due to the pain. In the meantime, Anderson yanked him forward as they fled the scene.

When Mike saw Anderson's actions, he was furious. "Anderson! Let him go. His arm is broken. Even if he makes it to the woods, he'd still die."

After all, without proper treatment, Jonell's wound would become fatal.

In such dire circumstances, individuals like them would typically abandon their employer and flee. After all, the promised 20% commission was enough to maintain their lives for a moment.

Anderson shook his head.

"Fu*k. Snap out of it. There are plenty of handsome older men out there. Why must it be him?" Mike exclaimed as he slapped Anderson.

Anderson backed away, but he continued to shield Jonell.

"Mike, let's just go our separate ways and forget about them!" a man suggested.

Pushing Anderson aside, Mike left.

Meanwhile, Anderson carried Jonell and sprinted in the opposite direction.

He ran swiftly.

Jonell had never met someone like Anderson—quiet, yet brawny. Yet, he felt uneasy when he thought about Anderson potentially taking advantage of his bruised body for his own satisfaction.

After carrying him for half an hour, Anderson found a secluded spot and sat down. Summoning his courage, he said to Jonell, "Rest here. I'll look for some herbs."

"Do you know about herbs?" Jonell was surprised.

"Yes."

Then, Anderson left without saying anything.

As dusk fell, Jonell had considered leaving on his own. However, he soon realized that this would lead to his death, especially now that he was injured. He knew Anderson had unique talents since he could be on Mike's team.

It was nighttime when Anderson finally returned with the herbs.

Jonell's hand was forcefully broken by the impact.

When he tore Jonell's sleeve and saw the bloody arm, he gave it a gentle squeeze.

"If you have any improper thoughts, I'll kill you!" Jonell warned in displeasure as his body tensed.

There was lust in Anderson's eyes when he looked up.

Jonell felt goosebumps all over his body as he saw the look in Anderson's eyes. Although he wanted to fight with Anderson, his condition left him with no choice but to keep his cool.

"I'm not a youngster. It's much better to have a woman than a man." He tried to convince Anderson.

Anderson slowly bandaged Jonell's wounds, saying, "I saved you because I fancy you. Rest assured, I won't touch you while you're injured.

Jonell was secretly relieved after hearing that.

Then, the duo spent a night in the woods. The next morning, the sounds of gunshots woke them up, and Anderson quickly carried Jonell and left.

"Try to get me a device. If I can contact my men, I can get us out of danger," Jonell said to Anderson.