Chapter 176 Who Exposed Her Identity?
In the luxurious cabin, Philippe held Abella in his lap, gently stroking her soft hair as he asked, "How many identities do you still have that I don't know about?"
Abella averted her gaze nervously, not many, although she couldn't count them on both hands...
"Is it because of Grandma's condition that you wanted to get the ginseng?" Philippe lowered his eyes, his gaze scanning the girl in his arms, as he softly inquired, "When you diagnosed Grandma that day, did you already know that her condition was deteriorating and that she only had a few days left?"
"Yes."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Philippe observed her eyes, "Or was it that at that time, you had already decided to come to the Triangle District alone to find the ginseng? Who told you that it could save Grandma's life?"
"I read it in a medical book a long time ago..."
As for whether it could cure her, it depended on Grandma's physical condition.
"The Triangle District is too dangerous. You are a girl. If something happened to you, what would I do?" Philippe couldn't bear to imagine it.
"It would be someone else's problem."
Indeed.
His girl, not only had better marksmanship than John, but she had also easily fought off more than twenty members of the Parsons family before... It wouldn't be a problem for her if something happened.
"And you lied to me about going to a meeting at the company?" Philippe punished her with a kiss. "How long were you planning to keep it from me if we hadn't coincidentally met?"
"It's not really lying to you..." Abella said calmly, "I just didn't want you to worry."
"By keeping it from me, I would be even more worried if you encountered danger." Philippe lowered his head again and lightly kissed her lips. "Promise me that no matter what happens in the future, you won't do such risky things again."
"Okay." Although she agreed with her mouth, in Abella's mind, she thought, Agree first and then see. Otherwise, he would keep pestering her endlessly.
"The A Gang was founded three years ago. How old were you three years ago? Why did you appear in the Triangle District and become the boss of The A Gang?" Philippe had some doubts in his mind. "This story seems quite long."
Abella's eyes dimmed for a moment as she recalled the past. "Indeed, it's a long story."
Three years ago, Grandma Wilson's condition worsened, and she urgently needed a certain herb that grew on Medicine Mountain in the Triangle District.
At that time, several gangs were fighting over control of the mountain, and Abella arrived just when their competition was at its fiercest...
Because Grandma Wilson urgently needed the herb and had to take it for a long time, and because the herb only grew in the soil of Medicine Mountain, Abella happened to establish The A Gang, occupy the mountain, and strengthen her own power...
Although she almost died several times in the Triangle District...
Although Grandma Wilson's condition later became uncontrollable again and required other medicine for treatment...
Luckily, she managed to save Grandma Wilson's life, and The A Gang's power continued to flourish.
A Gang is also getting better under her leadership...
Now, with the care of The C Gang, these two gangs will become an existence in the Triangular District that no one dares to provoke in the future.
Phillipe listened to her briefly and felt even more sorry for her experience.
At such a young age, she has suffered so much.
No wonder she always looks cold and indifferent to everything.
From a young age, no one has been there for her, no one has cared for and protected her. She has had to rely on herself for everything, which is why she developed the habit of being independent and self-reliant.
Her coldness, her aloofness, her abilities, all came at a cost.
Ordinary little girls haven't experienced the hardships of society like she has. She has had to crawl through endless darkness and suffering to achieve what she has today.
Phillipe's voice carried a touch of heartache, "If I hadn't appeared, what were you planning to use to trade with Richard Garcia today?"
Thirty billion in cash is not that easy to come up with.
Abella reached into her pocket and took out a small bottle, "This."
Phillipe asked confusedly, "What is this?"
"The antidote for X3," Abella said calmly, "Richard Garcia is infected with X3, and I think he will agree to trade his ginseng for this."
After all, everyone wants to stay alive...
There is no one who doesn't care about their own life...
"So that's why you dared to expose yourself?" Phillipe suddenly understood, surprised to find that his girl is smarter and more capable than he imagined.
"Yes." So, Abella had never intended to buy the ginseng from Richard Garcia with money. She had thought about exchanging it for something else.
"Why is there an antidote for X3?" Phillipe asked, lowering his head. "Did you develop it yourself?"
"...Abella lifted her eyes as if asking, "How did you know?"
"There is no medicine that Mr. AB can't make." Phillipe smiled gently.
Mr. AB?
Who exposed her identity?
"It seems I guessed right." Phillipe's lips curved into a wicked smile. "That day, the gift you gave to grandpa..."
Abella suddenly realized.
So, he had guessed her identity since that day but didn't say anything?
"Just before boarding the plane, I had someone deliver the antidote to The C Gang." Abella said calmly.
She had intended to exchange this bottle with Richard Garcia, but now that Richard Garcia is dead...
"I was going to slip it into your mouth when you weren't paying attention..."
Upon hearing her words, Phillipe smiled even more indulgently. "Worried I would get infected? You're thinking about me..."
"Since you know my identity, go ahead and eat it." Abella handed him the small bottle.
If someone who is not infected consumes it, their body will produce antibodies and they won't get infected even if they come into contact with infected individuals in the future.
"Feed me."
"Okay."
"This guy is up to no good again?"
"I've missed you these past few days..." Philippe whispered seductively in her ear, his enchanting voice gently murmuring.
Unable to bear his whispering, Abella opened the bottle cap, poured out a pill, and stuffed it directly into his mouth.
Quite rough of her.
Philippe chuckled, "Mr. AB's drugs are invaluable, with so many underlings in The C Gang, I feel guilty for consuming so many of your pills."
Each pill could save a person's life...
Indeed, they are invaluable.
"I can't take advantage of you for free..." Philippe whispered in her ear, "The password to the safe at home is your birthday."
"..."
"Take whatever you want from inside," Philippe indulgently looked at her, "What's mine is yours."
"..."
"Well, there's still over seven hours left, so let's sleep for a bit," Philippe noticed that she was tired.
"Mhmm." Abella had been busy for a long time, taking care of the infected members of the base, as well as dealing with other matters. She had barely rested...
She snuggled up in Philippe's arms, like a well-behaved cat, and soon fell into a deep sleep.
Seeing her sound asleep, Philippe gently picked her up and laid her on the bed in the bedroom...
This plane had several bedrooms, and Philippe placed her in the most spacious one. Before covering her with the blanket, he noticed her phone falling out of her pocket and vibrating...
Someone was calling her, and it was a series of codes.
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