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

had piled everywhere in the initially empty house. Isabella also

the house had finally had a lived–in vibe, Isabella and Ricky felt slightly

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

while Ricky was in the living room on a

around the big house where

took him out to have fun and eat delicious food every day, he still

adult, watching the violent rain lash against the picture window. Under the dark curtain of rain, the car at the entrance of the complex caught Ricky’s eyes. Its

The contour

against the window and looked out. The man seemed to be looking at him too,

was standing in the rain

he suddenly turned around and ran away. He took a look at

the hallway, took a big black umbrella, and bolted out the

left the window. Instead, he kept standing in the rain with his gaze locked on the

small figure running out

umbrella that was too large for him to hold steadily. It looked as though the heavy rain

the boy lost his balance and fell

to get up in the

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

back and looked up

at a face that

had curly hair and midnight

other’s eyes, but neither said

down and leveled his eyes with Ricky’s. “Did you

He then asked, “Sir, you can

hesitated for a little while before

past five years, she’d picked up excellent