The Spare Wife (Abigail Quinn and Sean Graham) novel Chapter 297

Chapter 297 You Are Analise’s Granddaughter

Luna sipped her drink slowly and began to brainstorm.

“Grandma only cares about you. The only reason she would go to Capitalis would be because of you. We only know the Davidsons and the Pearsons in Capitalis. The Davidsons aren’t worth mentioning since you haven’t had any direct conflicts with them. The only person you have an issue with there is Kelly.” Luna began her analysis.

Abigail nodded and urged her to continue, saying encouragingly, “Keep going.”

“However, given her identity, I doubt she’d even get past the front gate by trying to approach the Pearsons in Capitalis,” Luna said cautiously.

“Do you think my grandmother is that reckless?” Abigail asked.

“No. She’s at an age where she’s way more experienced in discerning a situation than us. Could it be that she’s hiding something from us? I watched the video, and that assailant was clearly targeting the two of you. It’s obvious that you were the intended target. Some internet users have also agreed with my analysis, saying the attacker was clearly out to get someone,” Luna explained.

Abigail took a sip of her drink and inquired, “Under what circumstances would someone go to such lengths to eliminate a person?”

“It’s either for significant gain or because Grandma has damning evidence against them. Regardless, I still can’t wrap my head around it. Grandma has lived her whole life in Pendorf; her only connection to the Pearsons is probably-” Luna suddenly fell silent.

She stared at Abigail for a while before continuing, “Could it be that you are the real young lady of the Pearsons and Kelly is a fake?”

Abigail didn’t reply.

Ronaldo had said something similar, and now Luna was suggesting the same. Given that Analise had spent her entire life in Pendorf, the only possible connection would be her identity.

“I’m actually scared that you would come to this conclusion.” Abigail lowered her head suddenly.

Analise would rather lie to her than let her return to the Pearsons. If she were indeed one of the Pearsons, that meant that this wasn’t just a simple case of losing a child. Considering Analise’s reaction, it was something Abigail couldn’t accept. This was why Analise had been guarding the secret of her identity so closely.

“You have the best support, which is a grandmother who has always considered your well-being. It doesn’t matter what your identity is; I only recognize you as Grandma’s granddaughter,” Luna said, her expression unusually resolute.

The confusion that had been swirling in Abigail’s mind was suddenly dispelled by Luna’s words.

Indeed, she would always be Analise’s granddaughter regardless of the truth. She could never forget the kindness Analise had shown her in this lifetime.

After they left the bar, Luna hugged Abigail and murmured, “Please bring bodyguards when you go to Capitalis. You really scared the hell out of me. I’m so happy you’re okay.”

“Sean’s subordinate was almost killed,” Abigail said. It turns out that even the most formidable individuals can become completely powerless after being stabbed.”

It seemed that TV dramas were indeed nothing but nonsense.

Luna patted her back, consoling her silently.

Abigail failed to find any solace even though she was now safely at home. She really wanted to have an open conversation with Analise. Nonetheless, she was also aware that Analise would be extremely defensive if she were to strike up any conversation about the truth of her origins. It would be utterly counterproductive if she said something wrong, eventually leading Analise to overthink things. She didn’t want her grandmother to fall into melancholy due to her pursuing

the truth.

She had been sitting there staring at nothing when she suddenly received Josh’s call.

She looked at his name and suddenly felt as though she was looking at the name for the first time.