The Spare Wife

Chapter 405 A Peculiar Village

Although Abigail found it difficult to identify if the girl in the photo was Kelly, Abigail figured she might make discoveries once she got to Westcape Village.

The next day, she and Luna headed to Sicuaro.

Although Sicuaro was a highly developed city, the poverty gap between the folks in Sicuaro’s village and its surrounding towns was still pretty obvious.

After the two arrived at Sicuaro Airport, Abigail told Luna her plans, “I will go to Westcape Village while you go to the exhibition alone. I have some information regarding Kelly’s identity. So, I plan on checking it out.”

As soon as Luna heard her words, she immediately abandoned her attention on the luggage exit. Instead, she turned to look at Abigail with a frown on her face and questioned, “Don’t you think things are going way too smoothly? Besides, have you looked into what kind of village Westcape Village is? What if you can’t make it out in one piece once you’re there?”

“Relax. The new phone I bought has a satellite communication function, so I don’t have to worry about not being able to reach the outside world if there’s no signal,” Abigail said while raising her phone.

“Be careful then.” Regardless, Luna was still worried.

With that, Abigail waved her hand and left carrying her small backpack.

After a two-and-a-half-hour car ride, she arrived at Westcape Village.

Even though the village was very remote, Abigail could feel the folks living in this village were somewhat privileged, judging from the numerous villas and its scenic view.

She passed through the village entrance and saw an old woman sitting by the door, running her fingers through the dried soybeans on the concrete floor. Hence, she walked over and greeted, “Hello, Granny.”

The old woman looked up and sized her from top to bottom before nodding slightly. “Yes. What are you doing here?”

Since she spoke with a heavy accent, Abigail had difficulty figuring out what she was saying.

After a brief guess, she asked, “You asked me what I’m doing here, right?”

“Yeah. The old woman responded.

a moment, Abigail was unsure of how to start the rest of the conversation. Even if I

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a guy named Wilson Hagl who lives in this village?”

have several people with that name here. Which one are

It’s close to the Corynthean language that we speak. It’s

then again, so many people go by the name of Wilson Hagl in this village. How

with the old woman. She patiently gestured while inquiring about the information she

sat in a nearby van,

amazing, for I didn’t expect that she had identified Kelly’s background,” Cameron whispered as

weird that we managed to learn about this. What I find strange is that she actually found out about

indeed where Kelly’s adoptive parents had lived. So far, they only managed to uncover that Kelly spent about

care about Kelly’s background. He came here today

Vincent’s family is cautious. Ms. Quinn can’t

it be intentional?” Cameron’s

the situation first,”

again if I show up

as she leaves this place

chatted with the old woman for two hours before she finally acquired the home addresses. of

village The upper village was located up and over the valley, whereas an hour-long walk through the field path along the middle village’s river and into the valley

their lands belonged

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this factor, the village was

the first address, but the house was locked and seemed empty. When she saw that she

kept

her figure slowly disappeared, the old woman entered her house; her benign

“We have a first- rate slave laborer here. She’s beautiful, and she looks rich.

hung up after receiving a response

to lurk back to the van. As he absentmindedly scratched the mosquito bites on his body, he reported, “Something’s definitely wrong with this entire village. In her phone call, that old woman called Ms. Quinn a slave