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Abigail's Second Life novel Chapter 729

"Are you… a private researcher?" Abigail asked softly. If that was the case, she would know her boundaries and leave this place before things got messy.

"No, I'm not. So, usually, just do those things to ensure your safety as well as ours." Martin smiled bitterly. He was helpless now; otherwise, he wouldn't have only written letters to Alice.

Abigail nodded. "I understand. I will do my job well. Will you be able to return in the future?"

Martin sighed. "If I can research what they want, I should be able to go back, but it's highly uncertain. I just hope my child can recover and go back with me."

Abigail turned to Andrew, who seemed to be very indifferent in this regard.

He almost had no emotions toward normal people. No matter how many times Martin talked about these sad things, he would just entertain himself—watching dramas, reading books, or playing some games—and was never affected by them.

Could it be that his physical condition has also affected his emotions? Abigail wondered and found it very strange.

After finishing supper, she supervised Andrew as he washed up and went to bed. When she came out of his room, she saw that Martin was still awake and comparing data.

While heading toward her room, she said, "Mr. Colleen, you should rest early. Your health is your most valuable asset."

Martin heard her words and looked up at her. "Come here, and let's talk."

Abigail thought to herself, These two are really… One is more skilled at manipulating people than the other. All I want now is to go back to my room and lie down. It feels like I can't finish the daily chores, and I'm exhausted.

Reluctantly, she trudged over and sat next to him. "Mr. Colleen, I'm tired as well."

"I know, but I just want to have a heart-to-heart talk with you," Martin said softly.

Hearing that he had deliberately softened his voice, Abigail held back her complaints and said, "Go ahead."

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