Abigail’s Second Life (Abigail and Sean) novel Chapter 753

Simond had been investigating for almost a week. Finally, he discovered some leads.

"These three individuals are subordinates of a man named Nick. Nick holds considerable influence in Perou and conducts extensive business. Everyone in Perou is willing to appease him. Most importantly, the strength he displays may not align with his actual power."

In other words, Nick withholds his full capability.

As for the extent of his concealment, I fear no one but him knows.

But there's one thing for sure. Considering Nick dared to take action at the airport, we must not underestimate his strength.

"So, it will be tough to fight him?" Abigail's voice turned serious.

"Quite. It's okay. I will think of a plan," Simond spoke in a deep voice. After all, this was an international affair. Even if they wanted to confront Nick, they needed a legitimate reason. Otherwise, neither he nor Abigail could return to Eswadia.

"Tell Martin to prepare in advance. Nick will definitely contact his research institute's higher-ups. The life of a researcher will be insignificant once real confrontation breaks out," Simond said before hanging up.

Abigail sought out Andrew with her phone in her hand.

Andrew sat in front of the computer and was engrossed in his work. Abigail felt overwhelmed when she looked at the screen filled with code.

"I need to discuss something with your father for a while. We need to—"

"Shh." Andrew raised his finger and placed it on his lips. "Someone is monitoring us."

"What?!" Abigail's scalp instantly tightened.

Andrew picked up a notebook next to him and wrote a sentence.

'I have just discovered today that everything in our house that's connected to the internet is being monitored, including our phones and computers.'

A chill ran down Abigail's spine when she thought of the phone call she had with Simond. She stood next to Andrew and wrote.

'I just had a phone call with a friend, and he conveyed some important information to me. We might be in danger, so we need to find a way to leave this place.'

After writing down his message, Andrew held the pen and tapped slightly on the paper.

'I'm trying to find a way to breach the system. Hold your horses. Let's pretend we don't know anything and just say whatever we need to say.'

At this moment, Andrew appeared particularly astute.

Seeing this, Abigail wondered if she would be doomed if Andrew wasn't skilled with a computer.

Has everything truly been predetermined in the depths of fate?

During lunch, Abigail deliberately repeated what Simond had said to Martin.

Martin looked at Andrew. One look and one understood the message he was trying to convey.

"I don't know much about Nick and even less about him as a businessman." Martin tilted his head and said flatly.

Indeed, he lacked knowledge in the matters of business.

Abigail fell silent. Things like interest can always be forsaken, especially since Martin is already old.

But of course, we're merely putting on an act for now.