The Billionaire’s Kick Ass Wife

Chapter 97 You Want To Be My Uncle-Master?

When Isabella heard that, she finally looked at Carlos.

Actually, that was not the first time Isabella had seen Carlos, but it was the first time he had met him in person

Previously, he had been seriously injured. Over the past month, he had recovered a little, but he was still very thin. His gray tunic suit looked a little empty on him.

His grayish-white hair was pulled back, and he looked hale and hearty.

However, his gaze was especially threatening. When he looked at Isabella, there was an indescribable malice and provocation.

Isabella smiled and looked into Carlos’s eyes with her clear, pitch-black eyes. “That’s right. I’m Master Falkona’s disciple, Isabella Thompson.

Carlos sneered. He examined Isabella critically, and his face suddenly turned cold. “Since you admit that you are Greg Falkona’s disciple, then do you know your mistake?”

He almost shouted the last four words His voice was like thunder All the guests present were shocked and looked over surprised. Some gossipy people kept looking back and forth between Carlos and Isabella.

Isabella looked at Carlos in surprise. President Orwell, what do you mean by that?”

Carlos’s face was already filled with anger. He said coldly. “Since you’re Greg Falkona’s disciple, why didn’t you come and greet me when you saw me?

“According to seniority. I’m your uncle-master According to the rules of the Sanctum of Holy Doctors, you should pay your respects to me and serve me a cup of tea

“When you saw me, not only did you not take the initiative to greet me, you even acted arrogantly Do you think you can put all that propriety behind you just because you married into the Lockwood family? What did Greg teach you?”

He looked angry and seemed really indignant about the whole thing

Apart from a few people who knew Isabella’s identity, everyone else was shocked.

The few council members standing beside Carlos asked loudly. “President Orwell, what do you mean by that? Is the chieftain’s wife of the Lockwood family your nephew?”

For a moment, everyone’s eyes widened.

of the Lockwood

all that relations about, and wasn’t the chieftain’s wife of the Lockwood family just a poor girl abandoned by

a master, and how said person was even related to the famous

was no way an ordinary person could marry into the Lockwood

moment, everyone looked

when she heard

to put up such a

she and Carlos were on opposing sides. They were enemies, and their

himself as his uncle-master. That was

treat you as my enemy, but you

was in a daze, mainly because Isabella’s dazed expression looked a little cute, and it was really cute

others, he simply ignored

Isabella’s reaction was a sign of

people present were all influential people, and such people valued lineages and propriety. It was even more so for those who had masters.

one of the basic morals and

not even the elders of her sect. Even if she was from the

acknowledged her on the spot. It could be

clearly did not have the demeanor of someone from the Sanctum of Holy

all shook their heads. From the looks of it, no matter how long a sect had been passed down, there were still differences in the quality of their people. They really did not know why Draxton had taken

who didn’t even acknowledge the elders of his sect have the morals

child out of wedlock, so hers was really a

Lockwood family had always been protective of their own. It was reasonable for them to marry Isabella for the sake

good-looking. It seemed that a man like the chieftain of the Lockwood

Isabella angrily. There was malice in his

the contemptuous gazes around her. She only sized up Carlos and asked, “You just said that you were my

proper way in such an occasion, but you should at least come forward and greet me, right?”

a deep voice, looking especially dignified.

in the top position for a long time. An invisible pressure pressed down on

was to pressure Isabella and make her lose face at the banquet. Not only would she lose face, but the Lockwood family would also lose face