The hidden billionaire heiress (Lyra Melvin)

Chapter 1010 One is fair and the other is tan

After the woman finished speaking, she fainted from exhaustion.

Blaze and Abbigail looked confused.

Abbigail pointed at herself even more, "She called Jaqueline Buckner just now. Did she call me? Could

it be that my name is Jaqueline Buckner ?"

The woman's reaction was so strange, as if she knew her.

Jaqueline Buckner ...

Abbigail was inexplicably disappointed.

If she was really called that name, her surname was Buckner instead of Lloyd, which meant that she

was probably not the daughter of the Lloyd family.

The dream of getting rich seemed to be really a dream.

At this time, she didn't remember anything, and she didn't know what would happen after saving this

woman.

There was no dream to be a rich, only nightmares.

Beside, Blaze replied, "She was not awake at all just now, so she may have misidentified you. When

she wakes up, we will ask her again."

"Okay."

Abbigail helped carried the unconscious woman up, planning to bring her home first.

...

The woman was in a coma for two days and two nights before waking up.

When she woke up again, Blaze was sitting next to her, expressionless.

"You finally woke up. Are you feeling unwell? We have poor medical conditions here, so you can only

make do with it."

The woman looked around at the simple tile-roofed hut, and her eyes fell on Blaze again.

This man had healthy and tanned skin after years of fishing. And it was slightly dry. His facial features

were okay, and his figure was thin and tall, like a bamboo pole.

This man had no temperament, and looked like a native-born farmer by the sea.

Immediately, her gaze fell not far away again.

A young woman was making medicine. Her fair skin was delicate, her eyebrows were exquisite and

beautiful, and she was not harmed by the ultraviolet rays of the sea at all.

Every gesture was elegant.

Even when she was casually touching the hairs around her ears, the movements can have a unique

aesthetic feeling.

The difference between these two people was too great. Obviously they were not from the same world.

Blaze noticed that the woman's eyes had been staring at Abbigail, moved his position to block her

gaze, and introduced again enthusiastically.

"My name is Blaze, a native fisherman here. Her name is Abbigail, and she is my soon-to-be wife."

Speaking of this, Blaze turned his head and smiled at Abbigail.

It can be seen that the relationship between the two was very good.

The woman sensed the tacit understanding between them again and again, and couldn't help but

sneered, feeling a little ridiculous.

But she didn't say what was ridiculous about it.

"Abbigail, this name really suits you. It's very beautiful."

She said nice things calmly and cottoned up with them.

"My name is Zaria Bentley. I work in the black market in Crana, but don't be afraid. I will never bite the

hand that feeds me and will not hurt you."

Beneath the smiling expression was a pale but beautiful face.

Both Blaze and Abbigail responded with smiles, polite and friendly.

But Blaze did not relax his vigilance towards this woman named Zaria because of this, "The island is

humid all the year round, and the place we live in is small. I can see you're a rich and wealthy girl. I

guess you're not used to living here. When the injury heals, I will let the island leader arrange a boat to

take you home."

Zaria shook her head and refused, "I'm very weak now. I'm afraid I'll have to take care of my body for a

while, which will cause you trouble. But don't worry. I won't eat and live for nothing, but I'll come back

again when I recover completely and bring you rewards."

She said so, and Blaze had to agree.

Moreover, he and Abbigail were getting married, and the wedding needed money.

When eating at noon, Abbigail brought a meal herself, entered the small room, and handed it to Zaria's

bedside.

"This is cooked by Blaze himself. Some herbs that improve your body are added to it, which will help

you recover quickly."

The two dishes were just bland, which looked like pig food. Zaria had no appetite at all, but she couldn't

show it too clearly.

"Thank you. You two are really good people, and I will definitely repay you well in the future."

She thought about it, and then asked tentatively, "Abbigail, your skin is fine, but that Blaze's whole face

is so dry and tanned, and you have a unique temperament. You are not a permanent resident of this

island, are you? "

Blaze was not there, so Abbigail said honestly, "I am a person who fell into the sea just like you. Blaze

is kind. He saved me, and gave me a second life."

With her words, Zaria believed in her own judgment even more. "Have you ever thought that he is lying

to you? He just wants a wife. He thinks you are suitable, so he tricks you here and keeps you on this

deserted island to accompany him."

She didn't want to speak ill of Blaze, so she avoided the topic, and asked again, "Two days ago, when

we rescued you, you called me Jaqueline and what? Do you know me?"

There was a strong smile on the corners of Zaria's lips. "Of course we know each other. We used to be

Mr. Alford's subordinates, and we have a good relationship. And you have Mr. Alford's trust the most.

However, I'm not sure if I'm mistaken."

Abbigail was lost in thought.

After going through the information Zaria said in her mind, she continued to ask, "Is this Mr. Alford a big

boss in a gray area? Is he very rich? Very powerful?"

"Yes, he has black money and black power. He specializes in some underground transactions. He has

a tyrannical personality and is cruel and ruthless. However, he used to be very good to you, and he

almost raised you like a daughter."

Zaria smiled and added, "No, to be precise, he is very kind to the owner of your face. After all, you

have no memory, so I can't confirm your identity."

After the communication, Abbigail basically understood everything.

"You can eat first. Blaze is waiting for me outside. It's time for me to eat too."

Abbigail turned and left, leaving Zaria to eat alone in the room.

"If you are really the Jaqueline I am talking about, but you just lost your memories, then you can come

to me again. I will definitely help you get your memories back."

Zaria was still talking until Abbigail left the room.

Abbigail heard it, but didn't answer, and closed the door silently.

She didn't believe everything Zaria said.

Zaria said that Mr. Alford loved her the most and raised her as a daughter, but all the scars and wounds

on her body were old.

If this Mr. Alford was really good to her, how could he abuse her like this, let alone make her seriously

injured and fall into the sea, and even accidentally lost her memory?

Zaria was not an ordinary person.

...

It was two months that passed by in a hurry.

During this period of time, Zaria behaved herself, without any airs from the city, and even went to work Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org exclusive © material.

and fish with Blaze and Abbigail.

The days were so pleasant that she got carried away.

But such a comfortable life can't last long, and Zaria had to go.

Before leaving, she said directly to Abbigail in front of Blaze, "Would you like to come with me? I'll

accompany you to the places you used to stay. Maybe you will remember something."

Blaze looked at Abbigail nervously.

Abbigail just smiled lightly and shook her head. "No, just let the past go, and such an ordinary life in the

future will be fine."

Zaria didn't persuade much, and there was an imperceptible sneer at the corner of her mouth.

"Aren't you going? I bet you will regret it before long!"