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.

took a glance

had been receiving parcels every day

had piled everywhere in the initially empty house. Isabella also bought some books and a computer. She even got a

the house had finally had a lived–in vibe, Isabella

to drizzle at

and busy preparing dinner in the kitchen, while Ricky was in the living room on a video call with Betty

around the big house where only he and his mother lived and suddenly felt slightly

his toys were everywhere in the house, and Isabella took him out to have fun and eat delicious food every day,

watching the violent rain lash against the picture window. Under the dark curtain of rain, the car at

was standing next to the car. The contour of his tall

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

was standing in

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

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

he kept standing in the rain with his gaze locked on the

he saw a small figure

that was too large for him to hold steadily. It looked as though the heavy rain could sweep him off his feet together

balance and fell to the ground, knocking the umbrella upside

wrestled to get

to his feet. Then he picked up the big umbrella that the boy had

and

looking at a face that

both had curly hair and

other’s eyes, but neither said

while, the man bent down and leveled his eyes with Ricky’s. “Did you come to send me

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

hesitated for a little

five years, she’d picked up excellent cooking