Chapter 762: Chapter 762: Can This Be Considered a Twisted Fate?

Eva Bell’s mouth slightly opened, not understanding what kind of skills Abigail Green had, how could a woman with such a bad temper like Greta recognize her as a goddaughter? And this protectiveness, could it be somewhat abnormal?

Clara Smith did not care what Eva Bell’s mood was. Thinking of the news she discovered before returning to the country, she glanced at Eva Bell coldly, “I did not see the things you did to Abigail before, so I will not hold them against you. But if you dare to bully her again in the future, don’t blame me for not considering our relationship.”

These words were undoubtedly severe, and Eva Bell suddenly stood up. She did not expect Clara Smith to protect Abigail Green like this, even at the cost of tearing their relationship apart. She pointed at Clara Smith, feeling somewhat indignant, “Greta, are you out of your mind? After all, I am Hayden Bell’s sister, your own sister-in-law, and your former investor.”

Abigail did not expect Clara Smith to protect her so much. She felt warm inside. But the next moment, hearing Eva Bell’s words, her heart trembled slightly and she turned her head slowly to look at Eva, “You… what did you say?”

Off to the side, Clara Smith also did not expect Eva to suddenly mention Hayden. Seeing Abigail’s reaction, her face turned pale, and she called softly, “Abigail…”

Abigail’s mind constantly replayed Eva’s words. After a while, she turned her head and asked Clara Smith, “Is what she said true? Hayden Bell is…” my father?

Previously, Abigail thought her deadbeat father had already passed away, so compared to her mother, she knew very little about that father and rarely took the initiative to learn. She never expected he was Eva Bell’s brother.

Sometimes, life really seemed like a circle, spinning around endlessly.

Like how she never thought the Eva Bell who despised her would actually have a blood relationship with her previous self.

If she had not reincarnated, she would have called her Aunt.

Clara Smith knew what Abigail wanted to ask and nodded with difficulty. Her heart ached that once Abigail knew who Hayden Bell was, she would surely understand the cause of his death. Clara was somewhat afraid that her daughter would think their past was too dirty…

Eva Bell did not understand why Abigail Green had such a big reaction upon hearing Hayden’s name, nor did she get what Greta’s inexplicable nod towards Abigail meant. What kind of silent conversation were these two having?

Could it be that Abigail Green also knew her brother? At the thought of this, Eva felt she was really overstimulated, getting a bit paranoid. How could Abigail Green know her brother? When Hayden died, this wretched girl hadn’t even been born.

Unlike Eva Bell, who did not grasp the situation, Abigail, getting Clara’s affirmative answer, gazed at Eva with more complex feelings. She did not expect to have such a complicated entanglement with Eva, even involving her past life.

Could this be considered a fateful relationship?

Abigail sighed lightly, “Let’s talk about it later, let’s eat first.” Saying this, she glanced at Eva with eyes less sharp than before, “Miss Bell, join us.”

She could not respectfully address Eva but her tone was a bit more polite than before, which startled Eva, causing her to warily look at Abigail.

Abigail did not bother to explain, reaching out, and scooped up Teddy, who was running around by her feet, “Come on, baby, let’s eat.”

“Eat, eat, eat…” Teddy was thrilled by the prospect of eating, gleefully chanting about it.

Seeing Teddy, who looked like a little meatball, not only was heavy but also waved his arms and legs in Abigail’s arms, Daniel could not help but reach out, “Come on, Teddy, come to uncle, uncle will hold you.”

Teddy still had some recollection of this convenient uncle, looking at him curiously, his little head seemingly struggling with whether he wanted to be held by him. As a result, Daniel extended his big hand and effortlessly scooped him up, tossing him lightly into the air.

The little and bold Teddy giggled as Daniel played with him, the sense of unfamiliarity disappearing instantly, clamoring for Daniel to continue lifting him high.

The eerie atmosphere in the living room dissipated with Teddy’s laughter, and everyone began to walk towards the dining room.

Eva Bell’s gaze fell on Teddy in Abigail’s arms, unconsciously showing a trace of envy.

Although she had been living in the manor these days and often saw Teddy, the old man guarded her closely, not allowing her to touch the child at all, as if she would eat him.

After all, Teddy was her grandson…

While Eva hesitated, the others had already left, even the butler followed them, leaving only her and the sturdy maid behind in the large living room. A sense of indescribable loneliness welled up in her; it seemed she had never had such a harmonious meal with her family.

Even from this distance, she could hear the old man and Teddy’s laughter…

“Miss Bell, are you going over?” the maid quietly asked.

Eva ignored her, getting up and heading towards her current small residence. She was not going to invite trouble!

Seeing this, the maid silently followed.

Dining Room.

With Teddy around, there was never a worry about an awkward atmosphere.

The little guy was the family’s treasure; just watching him eat made everyone keep smiling.

Abigail sat opposite Clara Smith, unlike her forceful and piercing demeanor when facing Eva, now elegant in posture, occasionally glancing at Teddy, a faint smile at her lips, much healthier both physically and mentally than when they first met in Durin.

Even Grandpa seemed much younger; Abigail thought to herself, they must have reconciled.

Thinking this, Abigail’s lips curled up, feeling really happy for Grandpa.

“What are your plans next?” Just as Abigail was secretly feeling happy for them, Clara Smith abruptly spoke.

This out-of-nowhere question made Abigail look up at her, confirming Clara was asking her, and hesitated, “The Piers’ operating model is outdated, and factions are complex. This incident might not be entirely bad; I believe Brandon will handle it well.”

“I am asking about you, what if he does not handle it well?” Clara took a sip of porridge, putting down the spoon. Her actions seemed leisurely, but her eyes remained on Abigail.

In fact, Abigail was not quite used to Clara’s interrogative tone and frowned slightly. Just as she was about to speak, Daniel scolded his mother, “Mom, there’s no need to be so harsh if you’re concerned about sister, she might accept it better if you used a different approach.”

“Who said I was concerned about her?” Clara was suddenly exposed by her son, retorting in embarrassment, then guiltily glanced at Abigail.

Daniel’s interruption restored the dining table’s previously tense atmosphere to normal, Abigail shrugged, “I am still young, not in a hurry to decide.”

“You are no longer that young, you already…” Clara impulsively countered, was this wretched girl planning to wait around for that Piers boy? But halfway through her sentence, she realized this Abigail was not the same one; the current Abigail was indeed still young, not even twenty, right?

Thinking this caused a flash of pain in Clara’s eyes. She changed her tone, “You are not that young anymore. Others cannot decide for you, just don’t be silly.”

This indicated she was not planning to interfere.

Abigail listened and smiled, agreeing with a nod, then teased Teddy, “Come on, Teddy, give your bottle to Grandma, let her have a sip, okay?”

Teddy thought for a moment, then moved his bottle towards Clara’s mouth, but just as she was about to drink, the little guy abruptly pulled it back and shoved it back into his own mouth.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, then the dining room burst into laughter, even Eva, walking halfway, was jolted, her steps suddenly felt heavy.