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.

start the rest of the conversation. Even if I can understand

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Do you know a guy named Wilson Hagl who lives in this village?” she asked

that name here. Which one

old woman, Abigail realized it wasn’t so hard to understand. the dialect spoken in Westcape Village. It’s close to the Corynthean language that we speak. It’s just that

Wilson Hagl in this village.

more with the old woman. She patiently gestured

sat in a nearby van, was watching her with a

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

face as he expressed his thoughts. “I don’t think it’s weird that we managed to

So far, they only managed to uncover that

He came here today to look into another matter related

is cautious. Ms. Quinn

intentional?” Cameron’s face instantly

keep an eye on the

again if I

as she

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

massive. A large residential area came before sight after one stepped. through the village’s entrance. According to the old woman, they were currently in the middle village The upper village was located up and over the valley, whereas an hour-long walk through

lands

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on this factor, the village was indeed a large

but the house was locked and seemed empty. When she saw that she had made a wasted

kept

disappeared, the old woman entered her house;

have a first- rate slave laborer here. She’s beautiful,

receiving

of the wall outside the room’s wooden window, overheard what she said. He didn’t hesitate to lurk back to the van. As he absentmindedly scratched the mosquito bites on his body, he