Not One, But Two!

Chapter 161

"Uncle, don't you think it's a bit inappropriate for you to visit Mom at this time?"

Jonathan never thought that he would feel so sour about the fact that Greg was an elder to him.

Seeing the woman he loved the most stand beside the man who was his uncle, Jonathan was wondering what his uncle was planning by bringing Abigail to his home.

Jonathan had a bad premonition and he did not really want to let the duo go in.

Instead, Greg smiled back mischievously. "It's not as if I came here to matchmake or to date, so why would it be inappropriate for me to visit my own sister? Besides, isn't it more inappropriate for you, the nephew, to be blocking his uncle's way?"

Greg's identity as Jonathan's uncle had the latter thoroughly beaten.

Although he was on the verge of blowing a gasket, Jonathan held it in in the end.

After Greg withdrew his partnership with the Frasers, this made Jonathan's financial situation seem not too positive, as some of his other business ventures also encountered some problems.

He did not think that this was a coincidence, as everyone knew that Greg was the one who was their backer. Beside Greg himself, who would dare to target the Fraser Family so blatantly?

Greg's actions of suppressing Jonathan while chiding him as his uncle on the other made Jonathan extremely frustrated by his current situation. Alas, he could not find a way out.

"Oh—really? Do you really treat me as your nephew? I had thought that you were going to exterminate me over a woman," Jonathan muttered mysteriously.

Abigail, who just looked on, did not ask anything, neither did she interrupt.

Greg was still smiling, but his eyes did not convey such feelings.

"It's not to the point of extermination. It's more like a lesson to make you see clearly where you stand right now. Also, it's a reminder to you on who and what you should not touch and do. After all, I am your uncle, so it's only right of me to teach you, a naïve youngster, the ways of the world. When you really step out into society, nobody will spoil you anymore, so you should be more grateful to me, understand? Now, get out of my way. "

After that, Greg then reversed his car for a bit before hitting the throttle hard and rushed in Jonathan's direction with no hint of slowing down.

This made Jonathan's heart skip a beat, as he quickly turned his steering wheel, narrowly missing Greg's car. The whole time, Jonathan was covered in cold sweat.

Braking in front of him, Greg then said coldly, "See, my dear nephew, this is the difference between us. No matter when, I am not afraid of dying, unlike you."

After leaving behind such a sentence, Greg then winded up his window before driving into the Frasers' house arrogantly.

From the mirror, Abigail could see that Jonathan was so furious that his expression contorted, making her actually feel a bit sorry for him.

His puny experience was not enough when meeting such a devious man like Greg.

Feeling Abigail smile, Greg quickly closed in and said, "How was it? Was I handsome?" Nôvel/Dr(a)ma.Org - Content owner.

"Greg, Jonathan really is beneath you in terms of shamelessness."

Not feeling ashamed, Greg instead proudly said, "That's true. If I feel shameless, I won't act another way. Jonathan, though, he just continues his façade. I hate seeing shameless people act all hypocritical in front of me. When it comes to shamelessness, if I say that I'm number one, nobody would dare say otherwise."

Seeing how smug Greg was nearly made Abigail laugh.

This man really makes me speechless.

Truthfully, Abigail felt quite restless coming to the Frasers home, even thinking about what to do if Victoria put her on the spot. After witnessing Greg's argument, she could feel the previous nervousness seemed to have disappeared within her.

Only then could she admit that Greg really was a magical man.

"Alright, alright. I've seen people show off their riches, but not their shamelessness like you."

"That's because I'm unique."

Smiling, Greg parked the car in the garage, completely ignoring Jonathan who was behind them.

Getting out of the car, Greg then immediately went to Abigail's side and helped her to open the door. He put his arm on the doorway of the car, fearing that she might hit her head on it.

These protective actions of his made Jonathan feel that it was somewhat irritating.

It was as if it reminded that he did not care for Abigail so five years ago when they were still in a relationship.

No, this isn't being protective. Isn't this being overly humble?

Jonathan had never seen the invincible Greg humble himself like this just to please a woman.

Even when it was Genevieve, at the very most he was just a bit more diligent in courting her.

This Abigail has some tricks up her sleeve!

It would seem that I underestimated her.

Jonathan looked like he was in deep thought as he gazed at Abigail.

Feeling uncomfortable from his stare, Abigail turned around and glared at him.

"Jonathan, you'd best stay away from me. I don't like how you're looking at me."

Her cold words made Jonathan's expression darken.

"You don't like my gaze? I remember you seemed to adore it five years ago, as it was you who chased after me around all the time," Jonathan growled.

This, in turn, made Abigail's expression darken.

But before she could say anything, Greg had already stepped up and punched Jonathan right on the face.

His fierce punch knocked the unprepared Jonathan backward, and blood flowed freely from his nose as he shouted uncontrollably.

"Greg Buckley, don't cross the line! This is my home! On what grounds are you hitting me?"

Thinking back on how he always lorded over Abigail, Jonathan still did not humble himself even now when he wanted to court her again. His piercingly shrill voice sounded like nails on a chalkboard, and it was as if he was being choked by something.

Abigail frowned and subconsciously covered her ears.

Greg only sneered and replied, "On what grounds, you say? Purely because I'm your uncle! Are there any reasons why an uncle lectures his nephew? And honestly, I have wanted to punch you for a long time now."

Their commotion and Jonathan's shrill voice finally alerted Victoria.

Running out quickly, she saw Greg looking down at Jonathan while her precious son was lying on the floor covered in blood. Upon seeing that, she could feel her heart pang.

But, as she was raised by Valerie, Victoria had composed her inner emotions upon seeing Greg and smiled. "There you are, Greg! Why did the brat make you angry again? You should've teached him a lesson inside; otherwise, people might say that you're bullying a junior."

Even though Victoria had tried her best to reign in her emotions, one could still hear the slight complaint from her tone.

Upon seeing Victoria, Greg withdrew much of his arrogant behavior.

"So what if I'm bullying a junior?"

Even though he had reigned in much of his attitude, Greg still had a very arrogant tone.

Victoria, who never thought that Greg would say that, was a bit stunned before smiling unnaturally and saying, "You still don't know how to concede, do you?"

"As you raised me, shouldn't you be the one who understands my personality the most?"

Because Valerie was busy maintaining the Buckley Group all by herself, she had no time to look after Greg. As a result, he was basically brought up by Victoria, hence the reason why Valerie treated Victoria so well alongside her husband's family.

Thinking that Greg would reign in his behavior in front of Victoria, Abigail did not predict that he would act like this and it made her a bit confused.

Looking at Victoria, she could see the other woman's smile slowly falling apart and her expression hady darkened slightly.

"Greg, are you here just to get on your sister's nerves today?"

"Of course not."

With his hand around Abigail's waist, Greg introduced her. "Victoria, this is my girlfriend and I brought over to meet you today. Now, it wouldn't be so awkward when we tie the knot in the future. After all, we're family."

Victoria then finally noticed Abigail, who was behind Greg this whole while.

The former was stunned for a second and a mysterious expression flashed across her face.

Comparatively, Abigail was much prettier and more elegant than five years ago. Now, she matched quite well with Greg as they stood together.

However, remembering her own son's obsession toward her, Victoria still looked at Abigail coldly.

"We've been acquainted since five years ago. Fate really is a strange thing. Since Miss Kain failed to be my daughter-in-law, I presume she is going to be my sister-in-law instead?"

Although Victoria's words did not seem out of the ordinary, it was quite unsettling once one thought about it deeply.

Wasn't she blatantly saying that Abigail was a slut that after failing to seduce Jonathan, and was now seducing Greg instead?

Abigail always knew that Victoria looked down on her.

Five years ago, it was because of her family background and five years later, it was because of Greg.

Facing her taunts, Abigail only calmly replied, "It's my honor to be able to be Mrs. Frasers' sister-in- law."

This made Victoria quite shocked.

Did Abigail not understand what her words meant?

But after looking at Abigail's cold gaze, Victoria knew that the younger woman did understand.

If she did, then that could only mean that Abigail came prepared or that she was being utterly shameless.

Victoria's expression darkened at that thought.

"What are all of you standing around for? Carry the young master in quickly. Are you all waiting for the outsiders to do it?"

Abigail, who knew the meaning behind Victoria's words, pretended to not understand them, as her aim wasn't to cause trouble here. Only wanting to finalize the wedding between Emma and Jonathan, she did not want, nor did she have the energy, to care about other things.

The servants then quickly helped Jonathan up.

Staring fiercely at Greg, Jonathan then said to Victoria, "Mom, Uncle Greg bullied me."

"You're already an adult. What are you doing, outing me to your mother over such a small thing? Jonathan, are you still on mommy's milk?"

Greg's words only served to make Jonathan livid once again.