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Chapter 262 A Memory That Never Died.
“Hey, don’t-
Abraham’s smile grew even more teasing. “Getting bolder now, daring to insult me to my face?”
“<b>Hmph</b>, it hurt,” Ste muttered.
She still remembered <b>how </b>she <b>had </b>begged him, her throat going hoarse.
If you asked her, Eddie had been absolutely right–men really weren’t human.
Abraham tightened <b>his </b>arms around her. Ste hurried to change the subject. “Did you find Evie yet?”
<b>Abraham </b><b>said</b>, “No.”
“What?” Ste blinked.
Evie hade here to kidnap her, and <b>now </b>they hadn’t even found her? How was she supposed to step outside tomorrow? Though looking at this awful weather, it didn’t seem like going out tomorrow was a good idea anyway.
Before Abraham could answer, his phone rang. It was Marie..
On the other end, Marie’s anxious voice exploded. “Hey, you need to send people after her right away! I can’t get in touch with Evie anymore!”
Abraham’s face instantly darkened.
Ste couldn’t help but twitch at the corners of her mouth
They had plotted together to kidnap her, and now she was saying she couldn’t reach Evie?
Seeing Abraham stay silent, Marie <b>got </b>more frantic. ‘I swear, I really can’t reach her. Don’t misunderstand, I only sent her to pick up our little Ste. I didn’t want to hurt her,”
Marie’s voice was full of panic.
She knew Abraham too well. If he <b>wasn’t </b>talking, <b>that </b>meant he was already nning something big.
“You know how much I miss Ste too.”
Ste was speechless.
Hearing <b>that </b>made her feel a bit touched.
Abraham snorted coldly. “You and Evie plotted this together, and now you say you can’t reach her?”
“I didn’t know either! She <b>gave </b>me a number, but now <b>she’s </b>disappeared, I swear! Marie was about to lose her mind.
What the hell was Evie doing? It was one <b>thing </b>if others <b>couldn’t </b>reach her, but even Marie, her boss now, couldn’t get through?
After all <b>the </b>benefits Marie had <b>given </b>her–now she <b>couldn’t </b>even follow simple instructions!
<b>You </b>could just have Abel’s people catch her, right? By the way… where is he?”
When she said “he, Marie’s <b>tone </b>softened, cautious.
For so many years<b>, </b>no one had dared <b>touch </b>that old scar in her heart.
She had buried him deep, epting his death and mourning him quietly.
Abraham frowned. “You caused this mess-
“Abraham, I’m your biological sister. Can you really bear to let me stay a widow for life?”
In Marie’s <b>mind</b>, after that man had died, she had already nned to stay alone forever.
Abraham’s breathing <b>stiffened</b>..
Ste didn’t fully understand what they were talking about, but she heard the cautious, pleading tone in Marie’s voice.
She tugged gently on Abraham’s sweater.
He lowered his head and met her <b>eyes</b>, which were shimmering with watery light, filled with a soft pleading.
He instantly understood.
Facing Ste’s gaze, Abraham finally said to Marie. “You really can’t reach Evie?”
I swear! I wouldn’t joke about him.<b>” </b>
Him? Meaning that man.
Abraham thought about it carefully. Marie wasn’t someone who would use that name lightly.
Finally-
Under Ste’s persistent gaze, Abraham reached out to pinch her soft little cheek and said into the phone, “Frapucu
“What?”
Frapucu!That desert city two hundred kilometers away from any other town?
“Why would he be there?”
Marie had been there once before. Her impression of it was terrible–its location, the people, everything.
Abraham <b>said </b>calmly, “It might not be him. You know that.
The phone fell silent.
“Abel <b>ran </b><b>into </b>him once, Abraham continued. “He didn’t recognize Abel.”
On paper, everything matched–but when Abel had approached, there hadn’t been even <b>a </b>flicker of recognition.
Marie <b>finally </b><b>said</b>, her voice tight, I’ll go see for myself.”
“He died right in <b>front </b>of you,” <b>Abraham </b>reminded her coldly.
“And I didn’t see him burned <b>to </b>ashes, did I Marie shot back.
Abraham was speechless.
<b>Ste </b>was speechless.
Listening to this, Ste finally <b>understood </b>who <b>they </b>were talking about.
That was something from live
e years ago— The man who had once made Marie give up her usual masculine <b>style </b>and start wearing skirts.
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