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.

need.” Draxton took a glance at

and Ricky had been

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

a lived–in vibe, Isabella

and it started to drizzle

kitchen, while Ricky was in the living room on a

where only he and

toys were everywhere in the house, and Isabella took him out to have fun and eat delicious food every day, he still missed Lotus Village very much when he was

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

car. The contour

seemed to be looking at

in the rain without

around and ran away. He

ran to the hallway, took a

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

a small figure running out of the

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 up in the

Then he picked up the big umbrella that the

back and looked up at the

at a face that was

hair and midnight blue

into each other’s

leveled his eyes with

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

a little while before

made four dishes. In the past five years, she’d