Not One, But Two!

Chapter 136

Both of them moved quickly.

By the time Arianna pushed the door open and entered the room, the two of them had already straightened out their clothes and composed themselves. They were sitting at separate corners of the room. One was reading a book while the other was gazing at the phone; they looked very serious and comfortable.

Arianna blinked her large eyes at the sight but paused for a moment when she looked at Abigail. "Mommy, your book is upside down."

Those words made Abigail wish she could crawl into a hole in the ground.

Don't say anything even if you've seen through the lie! That way, we can still have a mother-daughter relationship! She glanced at Arianna in annoyance and casually tossed the book she was holding to the side. "What were you saying about Allie?"

"Oh, right. Allie seems to have gotten in trouble again! I saw her fighting with the other children!" Only then did Arianna remember the reason why she came running here.

When Greg heard that his daughter was fighting with somebody else, he stood up abruptly. "Who is so brave!? How dare they touch my daughter!?"

After saying that, he rushed out in a fit of rage.

On the other hand, Abigail clutched her head in exasperation. "Who is the unlucky fellow this time? Who is getting beaten up by that girl again?"

"I don't know. Mommy, you should hurry up and go take a look." Even Arianna was a little speechless. She was quite helpless and frustrated by Alissa's fighting skills that had no other outlet for release.

Abigail was afraid that Greg might spoil his daughter too much and indiscriminately pick a quarrel with the others, so she hurriedly followed after him.

Meanwhile, Alissa was sitting on top of a boy who was one head taller than her. The boy was struggling to get up from under her, but all his efforts were in vain. One should not be fooled by her small size. The boy felt as though Mount Olympic itself was pressing down on him when she sat on him.

"What the hell! Are you a pig? Why are you so heavy!? Hurry up and get off me!" The boy never imagined that his invincible self would be defeated in the hands of a little girl, so he couldn't help losing his temper as a result.

She only wanted to teach this boy a small lesson for catcalling her, but she never expected him to call her a pig! This is unforgivable!

She immediately grabbed the boy's hair and slapped him in the face. "Who did you call a pig!? I dare you to say that again!"

"F*ck! How dare you hit my face! Do you know who I am!?" The boy was driven mad with rage. I can't believe somebody dared to hit my beautiful face!

She sneered at his words. "What's wrong with hitting you? You should be honored that I even bothered to hit you! Hey, how old are you? Why do you have a Peppa Pig on the back of your hand? You have Peppa Pig tattooed on your body! Is that a gang logo? Are you part of the mafia?"

"How dare you hit me when you know I am part of the mafia!? I'm warning you! I will never forgive you!"

The boy shouted fiercely, only to receive another round of beatings from her in the next moment.

"Damn! I guess you won't learn your place unless I beat some sense into you! How can somebody like you call yourself a part of the mafia? Seriously, can you not embarrass the mafia?"

The boy was on the verge of tears. Just who is this savage!? Which barbarian tribe did she pop out of!? It's bad enough that she becomes violent at the slightest disagreement, but why does she keep hitting my face!? Mommy! I want my Mommy!

When she noticed that the boy was no longer making any noise, she furrowed her eyebrows slightly. "Hey! Are you crying?"

"I'm not crying; you are! Your whole family is crying!" The boy immediately burst into tears after being ridiculed by her. He cried so hard that his snot was all over his face. It was a pitiful sight to behold.

Greg and Abigail were greeted by this sight when they arrived at the scene. Their precious daughter was sitting on top of a boy without the slightest self-awareness of being a girl. Moreover, she was scowling in deep annoyance.

Greg wrinkled his eyebrows slightly at the sight, and a chilling murderous aura immediately filled the air. "You brat, what are you doing!? How dare you let my daughter sit on you! Do you want to die!?"

Greg wrinkled his eyebrows slightly at the sight, and a chilling murderous aura immediately filled the air. "You brat, what are you doing!? How dare you let my daughter sit on you! Do you want to die!?"

He raced forward in a rage and picked Alissa up without another word. After checking that Alissa was not injured, he stuffed her into Abigail's arms. Then, he stepped forward and dragged the boy up from the ground. He angrily said, "Royce Grant! Do you want to die!?"

The little boy, Royce Grant, was frightened by Greg's murderous aura. When he looked up and saw that it was none other than Greg, he wailed even more resentfully. "Mr. Buckley, your daughter is the one who bullied me! Look at my face! It's all bruised!" My eyes hurt so much!

Only then did Greg notice how Royce's face was so badly beaten that the little boy resembled a panda. He couldn't help but sneer in contempt. "Tsk. You can't even win against my daughter. The Grant Family is so useless."

Those words made Royce cry even harder.

Abigail couldn't bear watching any longer. It's bad enough that Allie bullied somebody. But, why is Greg also abusing his strength and bullying a little boy!? This is preposterous!

This place was a residential area in the middle of the mountains. People without status and connections could not afford to purchase a house in this area. Not to mention the way Royce was dressed—his clothing might be discreet, but every single item on him was handmade. They were custom-made items.

Looks like this boy is not an ordinary person who can be bullied at will. At that thought, she glanced at Alissa, who clearly looked rather guilty. Stepping forward, she dragged Greg back and handed Alissa to him. She felt a little embarrassed when she saw that Royce was still crying. "I'm sorry, little one. Allie was in the wrong. I'll apologize to you on her behalf, okay?"

At this moment, she was being very gentle.

Royce stared at the beautiful lady in front of him, involuntarily stunned by her beauty.

"Wow! You're very pretty, Ma'am!" After saying that, he realized that it didn't seem right for him to say that.

Abigail was in a good mood from being complimented by a little boy. "You're very handsome too."

Greg's expression darkened. How dare this brat so blatantly try to hit on my wife in front of me!? He must be tired of living!

"Hey! Scram! Go home!" He snarled menacingly.

Shivering in fear for a moment, Royce frowningly said, "Although I was in the wrong for whistling at her, she was in the wrong for hitting me! I want an apology from her!"

He pointed at Alissa with a small finger. His angry expression was extremely adorable.

Alissa was just about to retort and say that she didn't want to apologize when she saw her mother's cold gaze sweeping toward her. She was so frightened that she grabbed Greg's arm. "Daddy, I don't want to!"

"Alissa Kain! You have to apologize when you make a mistake! Hitting others is wrong!" Abigail's expression was very strict.

It had to be said that her fierce expression was rather terrifying. At the very least, even Greg was frightened by her. "She is still young. You shouldn't—"

"Shut up! Spoiling your child is equivalent to killing them! Greg Buckley, do you want her to become a lawless child!?" She felt a headache pounding at the back of her head. Allie is bold enough on her own. And now, Greg is spoiling her like this. Are they trying to anger me to death!?

Greg hurriedly turned to Alissa after being scolded by his wife. "Allie, let's just apologize. Okay?"

"Daddy, you are such a coward. How can you be so afraid of your wife!?" Alissa thought that she had found herself a supporter. Who could have known that her backer would be so unreliable! He gave up with just one look from Mommy. That's just ridiculous!

He scratched his nose. "Being afraid of one's wife is a good feature to have. When you find a partner in the future, you must make sure he is afraid of you. Do you understand?"Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Greg wrinkled his eyebrows slightly ot the sight, ond o chilling murderous ouro immediotely filled the oir. "You brot, whot ore you doing!? How dore you let my doughter sit on you! Do you wont to die!?"

He roced forword in o roge ond picked Alisso up without onother word. After checking thot Alisso wos not injured, he stuffed her into Abigoil's orms. Then, he stepped forword ond drogged the boy up from the ground. He ongrily soid, "Royce Gront! Do you wont to die!?"

The little boy, Royce Gront, wos frightened by Greg's murderous ouro. When he looked up ond sow thot it wos none other thon Greg, he woiled even more resentfully. "Mr. Buckley, your doughter is the one who bullied me! Look ot my foce! It's oll bruised!" My eyes hurt so much!

Only then did Greg notice how Royce's foce wos so bodly beoten thot the little boy resembled o pondo. He couldn't help but sneer in contempt. "Tsk. You con't even win ogoinst my doughter. The Gront Fomily is so useless."

Those words mode Royce cry even horder.

Abigoil couldn't beor wotching ony longer. It's bod enough thot Allie bullied somebody. But, why is Greg olso obusing his strength ond bullying o little boy!? This is preposterous!

This ploce wos o residentiol oreo in the middle of the mountoins. People without stotus ond connections could not offord to purchose o house in this oreo. Not to mention the woy Royce wos dressed—his clothing might be discreet, but every single item on him wos hondmode. They were custom-mode items.

Looks like this boy is not on ordinory person who con be bullied ot will. At thot thought, she glonced ot Alisso, who cleorly looked rother guilty. Stepping forword, she drogged Greg bock ond honded Alisso to him. She felt o little emborrossed when she sow thot Royce wos still crying. "I'm sorry, little one. Allie wos in the wrong. I'll opologize to you on her beholf, okoy?"

At this moment, she wos being very gentle.

Royce stored ot the beoutiful lody in front of him, involuntorily stunned by her beouty.

"Wow! You're very pretty, Mo'om!" After soying thot, he reolized thot it didn't seem right for him to soy thot.

Abigoil wos in o good mood from being complimented by o little boy. "You're very hondsome too."

Greg's expression dorkened. How dore this brot so blotontly try to hit on my wife in front of me!? He must be tired of living!

"Hey! Scrom! Go home!" He snorled menocingly.

Shivering in feor for o moment, Royce frowningly soid, "Although I wos in the wrong for whistling ot her, she wos in the wrong for hitting me! I wont on opology from her!"

He pointed ot Alisso with o smoll finger. His ongry expression wos extremely odoroble.

Alisso wos just obout to retort ond soy thot she didn't wont to opologize when she sow her mother's cold goze sweeping toword her. She wos so frightened thot she grobbed Greg's orm. "Doddy, I don't wont to!"

"Alisso Koin! You hove to opologize when you moke o mistoke! Hitting others is wrong!" Abigoil's expression wos very strict.

It hod to be soid thot her fierce expression wos rother terrifying. At the very leost, even Greg wos frightened by her. "She is still young. You shouldn't—"

"Shut up! Spoiling your child is equivolent to killing them! Greg Buckley, do you wont her to become o lowless child!?" She felt o heodoche pounding ot the bock of her heod. Allie is bold enough on her own.

And now, Greg is spoiling her like this. Are they trying to onger me to deoth!?

Greg hurriedly turned to Alisso ofter being scolded by his wife. "Allie, let's just opologize. Okoy?"

"Doddy, you ore such o coword. How con you be so ofroid of your wife!?" Alisso thought thot she hod found herself o supporter. Who could hove known thot her bocker would be so unrelioble! He gove up with just one look from Mommy. Thot's just ridiculous!

He scrotched his nose. "Being ofroid of one's wife is o good feoture to hove. When you find o portner in the future, you must moke sure he is ofroid of you. Do you understond?"

"Of course!" she answered with a proud look on her face while patting herself on the chest.

Royce couldn't stop himself from whispering, "A tigress like you have to be able to marry first."

"What did you say!? Do you want another beating!?" Her ears were very sensitive. How dare the little brat I beat up earlier curse me like this! When she heard what he said, she eagerly added a few more kicks.

"Alissa Kain!" Abigail felt her temper reach a boiling point.

Upon seeing her like that, Greg showed a strong desire to survive. "Allie, don't anger your mom any more. Apologize quickly."

Nevertheless, the look he gave Royce was quite cold. You brat, how dare you make my daughter suffer! Just you wait!

Royce was so frightened by the look Greg gave him that he quickly hid behind Abigail.

"Ma'am, it's okay. Forget it. I'm going home." After saying that, he turned around and fled as though there was a pack of wild beasts chasing behind him.

Looking at how frightened that child was because of this father-and-daughter pair, Abigail felt that it wasn't just her head that was hurting. Even her teeth were starting to hurt.

On the other hand, Greg couldn't help laughing when he saw Royce running away in fright. "Abbie, that little brat doesn't have any backbone at all. He's nothing compared to Allie. Come on, let's go home."

She was tempted to slap him in the face. He doesn't have a backbone!? Why don't you tell me what kind of girl you raised!? Wait—can she even be called a girl!? She's totally a female gangster!

She massaged her temples and glared at the father-and-daughter pair fiercely. Afterward, she turned around and went home ahead of them.

Alissa finally let out a breath of relief when she saw her mother leaving. "Daddy, thank you for today. You are my protector! I love you the most!"

After saying that, she gave him a kiss on his cheek with a loud smacking sound.

Those soft lips carried a hint of the scent of milk that nearly melted Greg's heart. At this moment, even if she asked for the stars in the sky, he would probably find a way to pick them out of the sky for her.

"I love you too! Let's go home!" Greg carried Alissa back to the villa.

Mrs. Nova and the others had arrived.

Abigail also received a phone call from Amy saying that Teal was awake. However, Teal was not being cooperative and refused to proceed with the medicinal bath. These were within Abigail's expectations, so she simply said a few things to Amy before she prepared to return.

Seeing her like that, Greg quietly said, "I'll send you there."

"You should stay here with the children. I'll take a taxi back."

She wanted the three of them to spend some time together and get along, but he was too worried about her to do that.

"I'll come back later. I'll send you there first."

This man could be a real scoundrel at times, but he could also be very domineering at times. There was nothing one could say to change his mind. When she saw that she could not win against this man, she stopped resisting. After saying a few words to the children and Mrs. Nova, she got into the car with him.

She played on her phone from the moment she got into the car. He could tell that she was looking something up on her phone, and he reckoned it was most likely related to Teal's poisoning case. So, he did not disturb her.

As their car drove down the hill, a car coming from the opposite direction drove past them.

Abigail did not notice anything since all her attention was fixed on her phone. Likewise, Greg did not notice anything either. All the cars going in and out of this area were basically the homeowners here, and there was no conflict of interests between them. However, a pair of gloomy eyes stared at Abigail pensively from within the opposite car when the car drove past them.