20 Chapter 20: Shall I Call the Police for You?

A rough hand covered in bulging veins lifted the iron stick high, aiming at the back of Abigail's head with all his strength. One could imagine that, if it were to hit, it would either kill Abigail or at least paralyze her.

Looking at this, Ruby, lying on the ground, relaxed her startled face and shot a strange smile at Abigail.

Abigail frowned.

Thud!

A muffled thud was followed by pain.

The indescribable pain made Ruby, who was already nursing a fractured leg, burst into uncontrollable tears. Eyes wide with disbelief, she pointed at the gardener Johnson and shouted, "Dammit, Johnson, you idiot!"

Clang!

As Ruby cursed, the iron stick clanged to the ground again. Johnson stumbled forward in a panic, "Miss, Miss, are you okay?"

Abigail looked at the iron rod beside her, picked it up, and used it to support her body as she struggled to stand. The second Ruby started laughing, Abigail quickly ducked and dodged the blow from the gardener.