Chapter 1098 Nyla Crawford

Abel chuckled, stood up, and looked at Bianca.

She remained impassive, even though he had ended someone's life in front of her.

"I'll get you another trainer.” Abel turned around and walked away.

Eler could not stop shaking as she looked at the dead mercenary. "What do we do, Miss?"

"That's just how Abel is, Eler. Try to steer clear of him." Bianca stared at the dead mercenary, whose eyes were still open. She showed no fear even after Abel left.

She turned around, went back to the horizontal bar, and continued doing pull-ups.

Eler took two steps back and said in a daze, "What about that man..."

Bianca struggled to pull herself up the bar while saying,"

Abel will take care of that."

The mercenary's eyes were wide open, though there was no light in them. He looked at them as though hoping that they would help him.

Eler was unnerved. She went toward a corner of the wall.

Soon, two well-built men came into the training grounds. They did not say a word as they carried the dead mercenary

away by his arms and legs.

"Wait, what are you going to do with the body?" Eler asked them.

"Throw him into the wolf pen. Boss's orders," one of the men replied.

Abel reared several wolves, and that man had become their food. Eler's stomach churned when she imagined how the wolves would tear through that man's body.

The two men left the training grounds with the man's body.

Eler walked up next to Bianca and saw that she was drenched in sweat. "Please rest for a while. Miss," she said.

"I'm fine." Bianca remained determined. She did her next pull -up.

After a few more reps, she felt that she was at her physical limit, so she jumped off the bar.

Eler handed her a towel and a bottle of water. She took them, drank two sips of water, and wiped her forehead.

She had to train harder so that she would be physically stronger.

Another mercenary came in through the door and said to Bianca impassively. "I'll be your trainer."

Bianca nodded and stood at the position of the student.

Word had spread around the island that Abel had dispatched an insubordinate mercenary. The rest of the people dared not go against Abel's orders.

The mercenary walked in front of the two women, took off his jacket, and gave them an introduction to the fundamentals of wrestling.

Bianca listened to the explanation attentively. When it came to putting the theory into practice, Bianca was lacking in physical strength, but she managed to put up a tough fight.

The mercenary nodded in satisfaction. "Very good, you've mastered the basics. You'll improve greatly if you can complement your technique with strength training."

"Thank you." Bianca nodded. She looked at the time; it was the end of the training session.

After the mercenary left, Eler looked at Bianca while panting. "Miss, are you tired?"

"I'm not tired." Bianca wiped the sweat off her body with a towel. She could see that Eler was worn out. "Let's go back," she said.

"Alright." Eler stood up, picked up the water bottle and the towel, and followed behind her.

As they were walking toward their room, they met Shanks, who was pushing a baby stroller.

Bianca's heart skipped a beat. She immediately turned around so she did not have to face Shanks.

Shanks stopped walking when he saw Bianca behave like that. He lowered his head to look at the sleeping baby and said, "Don't you want to see your daughter?"

"I don't," Bianca lied and acted tough. Tears had already welled up in her eyes as she turned over.

Shanks carried the baby in his arms. "You haven't given a name to your daughter, Bianca."

"Do I have the right to?" Bianca lowered her head. She could not control her tears. She had been thinking of a name before she gave birth to the child. : owner of this content.

"You are her mother." Shanks went closer to her with the baby.

"Nyla. Nyla Crawford," Bianca said softly. Her shoulders trembled uncontrollably.

"Nyla," Shanks repeated the name as he carried the baby in his arms. "You haven't looked at Nyla yet, Bianca. The girl is docile and obedient. She looks like you, especially your eyes.

Bianca was on the verge of a breakdown after hearing Shanks's words. She clenched her fists and punched the wall. "I don't want to look at her. Take her away!"

Her loud voice caused the sleeping baby girl to wake up and cry.

Her heart wrenched as the baby girl's cries entered her ear.

Shanks gently rocked the baby while saying, "Do you think that you can hide from her forever? You'll still have to face her when she grows up. Wouldn't it be a pity if you missed out on her formative years?"

Bianca's body shook. Of course, it would be a great pity.

She had missed out on the first few years of Lanie and Rainie's lives, and she had always felt guilty about it. She tried to make it up to them whenever possible.

"Please look at your daughter, Miss," Eler also tried to convince Bianca.

Bianca closed her eyes and let the tears flow. A long while later, she slowly turned over.

The baby was still crying.

She looked at the baby in Shanks's arms and reached out." Give her to me."

Shanks handed the baby to Bianca.

Bianca was experienced in carrying babies. She immediately put the baby in a comfortable position.

Little Nyla eventually calmed down and stopped crying. She looked at Bianca curiously with her big and round eyes.

Bianca's heart was melting when she saw that innocent gaze. She lifted one of her hands and wiped away the tears from the corner of her eyes. "Nyla."

The baby laughed, as though she knew that Bianca was calling her.

"It looks like Nyla loves you, Miss!" Eler said delightfully.

Bianca hugged the baby tightly. The baby seemed to know that the woman hugging her was her mother and quickly

bonded with her.

Shanks's gaze turned profound when he saw the scene.

Eler suddenly thought of something and said to Shanks, "Mr. Shanks, can you leave Nyla with Miss so that she can take care of her?"

"Don't say it, Eler," Bianca said before Shanks could say anything.

Eler said helplessly, "But Miss, Nyla looks like she loves you. Why don't you take care of her?"

"I..." Bianca wanted to refuse. If Abel knew that Bianca had bonded with Nyla, he would be able to use the baby as a hostage.

"I can," Shanks interjected. "You're Nyla's birth mother, and it's normal that you take care of her."

Bianca looked at Shanks in disbelief. "Don't you hate me?" i