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

had been receiving

kinds of toys had piled everywhere in the initially empty house. Isabella also bought some books and

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

late summer, and it started to drizzle at

while Ricky was in the living

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

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

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

car. The contour of his tall

looked out. The man seemed to be looking at him too, and their eyes

was standing in the rain without

suddenly turned around and ran away. He

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

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

small figure running out of

steadily. It looked as though the heavy rain could sweep him off his

boy lost his balance and fell to the ground, knocking the umbrella

wrestled to get up

lifted him to his feet. Then he picked up the big umbrella that the boy had difficulty holding and

back and looked up at

face that

hair and

stared into each other’s eyes,

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

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

man hesitated for a little while before nodding.

past five years, she’d