The Billionaire’s Kick Ass Wife

Chapter 11 Go Home With Me

Isabella had no idea that she had been discovered by that man right after she came back to Dawton City.

Alan and Martin were unbelievably efficient. Within less than half a day, Isabella and Ricky’s profiles appeared on Draxton’s desk

“Mr. Lockwood, it’s really Isabella. That boy is Isabella’s son, Alan reported, seeming ambivalent.

Isabella had tormented them for five years.

They had looked for her for five years and had almost been driven insane.

Alan gritted his teeth in anger.

Draxton lowered his head and carefully read the profiles in his hands.

In the profile photos, the woman and the boy were smiling brightly.

Draxton pressed his lips together, and his eyes fell on the address where they were living now: Orchid Residences.

“Mr. Lockwood, that boy looks so much like you… Alan was sure that he was Draxton’s son.

Although he harbored resentment against Isabella, that boy called Eric Thompson, with the nickname Ricky was a miniature version of his boss. Alan had to admit that the boy was adorable.

He and Martin couldn’t bring themselves to kill both Isabella and the boy and preferred to do away with just the mother.

Despite what they thought, Draxton got the final say.

ff Draxton decided to do away with both Isabella and her son, they would plead for mercy for that little boy. They waited for a long while, but in the end, Draxton just said briefly, “Leave them alone for now.”

Alan and Martin couldn’t believe their ears. They had gone to so much trouble to find Isabella, but Draxton had asked them to back off at that moment.

“Then… should we send people to keep an eye on them?” Martin asked tentatively.

Draxton took a glance

Ricky had been receiving parcels every day

initially empty house. Isabella also bought some books and a computer. She even got a

lived–in vibe, Isabella

late summer, and it started to drizzle at dusk. Before long, the rain

an apron and busy preparing dinner in the kitchen, while Ricky was in the living room on a

the call, Ricky looked around the big house where only he and his mother

to have fun and

against the picture window. Under the dark curtain of rain, the car

The contour

his face against the window and looked out. The man seemed to be looking at him too, and their eyes seemed to meet through the

standing in the

of the window quietly. Then, after about five minutes, he suddenly turned around and ran away. He

to the hallway, took a big

downstairs didn’t leave after the boy left the window. Instead, he kept standing in the rain with his gaze locked on the

he saw a small figure running

steadily. It looked as though the heavy rain could sweep

fell to

wrestled to get

Then he picked up the big umbrella that the boy had difficulty holding and raised it above

tilted his head back and looked up at

a face that was similar

hair and

other’s

while, the man bent down and leveled his eyes with Ricky’s.

the man and nodded. He then asked, “Sir, you can go home with

man hesitated for a little while before nodding.

the past five years, she’d picked up excellent