Reborn: The Super Wife

Chapter 24 Late Night Attack

Chapter 24 Late Night Attack

Abigail spread out her palms after she returned to her room.

There was a photo that had just fallen to the ground in her palm.

It was a scene that Abigail was with a few gangsters.

Just now, when Cole was not paying attention, she used super ability to absorb one of the photos into her palm.

Looking at the man in the photo, her eyes flashed cold. It turned out that the owner of this body was killed by him.

But who sent the photos here? What was his purpose?

Moreover, they happened to be delivered at this time.

Suddenly, Abigail's face changed a little, and a face appeared in her mind. Was it him?

In the Violet Garden.

"Sir, the photos have been delivered." Luke was dressed in a tuxedo and saluted respectfully, looking very gentlemanly.

There was a 3D projection screen in front of Connor, which was showing all the information about a girl in college uniform, with all the videos and photos available.

Connor nodded, took a cup of coffee, took a sip on his mouth, and gave a soft "Um".

But his eyes kept staring at the screen, "The Abigail I know is totally different from the girl in the information."

The information displayed on the screen was a girl named Abigail Turner, who didn't have anything special except for her good birth background.

Grades, ranking the bottom of the whole grade.

Sports, ranking the bottom of the whole grade.

She would failed in several subjects every semester.

She could be said to be a super bad student. This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

But... Connor always felt... there was something weird.

"Luke, the Stroemia Academy will start the day after tomorrow, right?"

"Yes, sir."

Connor looked at the screen in front of him, tapping his finger on the coffee table a few times, "Just right. Come with me to the Stroemia Academy the day after tomorrow, talking about funding the construction of the on-campus scientific research institute."

Luke raised his eyebrows invisibly. He must have another purpose...

But he nodded respectfully, "Got it. I will make arrangements now."

Thinking of the scene that Abigail left that day, Connor sighed and lit a cigarette.

The smoke was lingering at the fingertips, and there was a kind of unspeakable irritation in his heart as he watched the pictures on the screen.

He wanted to see her.

Yes, this was his thought.

But this thought made him feel guilty and he despised himself.

She was still a minor!

A minor? Develop?

Connor suddenly felt it was..., not bad?

Lying back on his chair, his long legs overlapped wantonly on the coffee table, and his eyes narrowed slightly. Abigail, what kind of person you were?

Abigial, who didn't know that she had been missed, was looking at everything about the original owner of this body in the room.

At this moment, she suddenly received a text message on her mobile phone.

"Come out, I'll wait for you in the corridor on the left."

Abigail glanced at the text message and sneered. She directly opened the door and walked to the place agreed by the text message.

The corridor on the left was a relatively narrow space, and usually no one would come here, not to mention that it was still early in the morning, and almost everyone in the family was asleep.

She walked inside, but it was pitch black, and she wanted to turn on the light, but it didn't work, so she couldn't turn it on.

Suddenly, a breathing sound rang behind her and she reacted extremely quickly and dodged the attack with a side-step.

She saw the figure in the dark. It was Bianca.

And Bianca was holding an iron rod in her hand.