Abigail’s Second Life

After a busy day, Andrew finally made a breakthrough.

Even though his opponent this twas equally powerful, Andrew didn't want to waste his ton strangers. He

created anand directly installed it on their computers and phones.

"When you use thison your phone, it will automatically block the surveillance. Just use it as it is for now.

They will start a new round of surveillance if they discover our countermeasures. | don't want to waste ton

these people." Andrew returned the phone to Abigail. His tone sounded incredibly calm.

Abigail nodded. "What you did is great."

After saying that, she went upstairs to find Martin.

At this moment, Martin was focused on his research. When he saw Abigail, he gestured for her to sit down.

"This is my latest development," Martin whispered to Abigail.

Abigail looked at the transparent liquid in the test tube. With her face showing confusion, she asked, "What is

this?"

"It's a colorless and odorless poison," Martin explained in a low voice. "I plan to use it on those people outside

the door."

"A-Are you planning to rebel against your boss?" Abigail was a little surprised.

"Death is our only outcif we stay here. How can we safely leave this place if we don't prepare in advance?"

Martin drew the drug into a syringe.

"But... aren't there people secretly watching you?" Abigail felt that his approach was somewhat risky.

Not even Simond knows how many people are secretly watching this research institute. Does Martin honestly

think Richard will let him run away after spending all the money on his research development? Moreover, Richard

is aware that Martin is researching medicine. There is no way he won't take precautions in advance.

Abigail's mind was full of doubts. However, she didn't voice them out.

"Be careful and stay safe," Abigail said before getting up and preparing to leave.

Martin handed her a syringe. "Keep this on you. It might cin handy."

"Okay." Abigail reached out and took it.

Since the syringe Martin gave her was different from the usual ones, he explained to Abigail how to use it, "You

have to use a lot of force to push the needle out. So, it's safe for you to carry at all times." "Okay. Thank you."

With that, Abigail took the syringe back to her room, closed the door, and frowned as she looked at it.

Martin's plan has many loopholes. But then again, he was straightforward and didn't seem to have much

intelligence when he spoke to Richard earlier.

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Nevertheless, Abigail still sent a message to Simond.

‘Martin has his own plan.’

She repeated what Martin had said to her to Simond.

'He's not considering the consequences at all. | couldn't even find out how many people Richard has placed

around the research institute. Does Martin seriously think Richard is doing charity by giving him millions of

dollars every year for his research?’

'He doesn't seem that unintelligent. But then again, he appears to lack common sense when he talks to Richard.

What should we do if he really carries out his plan?*

Simond didn't reply to Abigail for a long time.

Just when Abigail thought he wouldn't reply today, he sent another message.

'Keep Martin in check first. Make sure he doesn't do anything stupid anytsoon. I'll investigate Richard's

background. If we can bring him and Andrew out, it will be worth sacrificing speople.’ Martin himself has a

highworth. It's very beneficial for Eswadia if he doesn't want to serve Richard.

'Okay.'

Abigail put down her phone and could only patiently wait for Simond's results.

A few days later, with dark circles under his eyes, Martin pulled Abigail and said excitedly, "Larry's gene

mutation issue is about to be solved!"

Tears immediately welled up in Abigail's eyes. "Really?!"

Martin nodded. "Although there is still a slight difference from the previous data, his genes have completely

stabilized after | conducted several tests these few days."

"I can now finally locate Larry's father!" Abigail covered her mouth as tears welled up in her eyes.

Martin handed her the research data. "Take a look. These are the genes of a healthy individual. I will continue to

stabilize Larry's genes for a while longer. Once it's all good, there should be no further issues." "Will there be any

side effects in the future?" Abigail asked curiously.

"It shouldn't be the case." Martin hesitated.

Sensing his hesitation, Abigail stared at him intently. "Genetic issues are challenging to resolve. | have only

eliminated the medication that was disrupting his genes, but smedications can have latent effects. But for

now, there should be no problem," Martin elaborated subtly.

Abigail nodded and refrained from saying much.

Upon returning to the room, she found Larry sitting on the crib and happily playing with the toys.

Meanwhile, Andrew sat next to Larry. He was shaking and spinning the tambourine that Abigail had specially

bought for Larry. "Play with this."

However, Larry ignored him. He disliked tambourines.

Upon seeing Abigail enter, Larry tossed his toy aside and crawled toward the crib's edge. Then, he reached out

for her.

Abigail immediately embraced him and asked, "What's wrong? | was just gone for a while. Have you missed me

already?" "M-Mama!" Larry had always called her that whenever he saw her.

Abigail patted his back and gently rocked him. "Yes, I'm here. Mama is here."

"Mama!" Larry grabbed her clothes and exclaimed, "B-Bird!"

He pointed outside the window, trying to convey something to Abigail.

At once, Abigail turned her head and looked outside. She saw a sparrow tilting its head and preening its feathers

on a tree.

"That is a sparrow, my dear. A sparrow." Abigail taught him to speak.