The Billionaire’s Kick Ass Wife

Chapter 567

Draxton Lockwood was at a loss for words.

However, he couldn't say things like "Your wives can't admire my wife."

He suspected with good reason that this person married those women because they all admired Bella!

Fernando was watching gleefully from the side.

He knew what a scum Draxton Lockwood could be. Now that he saw Draxton suffering humiliation, he could not suppress the smile on his lips.

When he saw that the atmosphere on their side was extremely amicable and they seemed to have formed a group naturally, Prince Haddor's expression became increasingly more unpleasant.

His eyeballs twitched because he suddenly realized that unknowingly, Malakai's connections and capability have already reached an extremely terrifying level.

Not only did he know Isabella Thompson, but he also knew so many people with extraordinary backgrounds.

Yet, when he looked at himself...

that Fernando and the Lockwood family were enemies. He had even expressed goodwill to Fernando and wanted to befriend a big

but he did not even

he actually saw that Fernando and the Lockwood couple were getting along very well. Although it seemed like they despised each other, anyone who wasn't stupid

that the person he was dealing with today was no longer Draxton

these people see Malakai’s feebleness and make them feel ashamed to associate with him, thereby cutting off all the escape

saw through his thoughts from his subtle emotional

knew him very

of her lips twitched slightly, and an imperceptible

Malakai?"

Haddor and said, 'That's right, Uncle. What's with

distinguished guests. Why did you summon your private army? Was it

army is here, you can dismiss

on Haddor's lips disappeared bit by bit. He said, Malakai, you've misunderstood. It was because someone undoubtedly wanted to hurt me, and that's why I

your power is so great that even I

in front of my army. You can dismiss them. It won’t look good if they're all standing here blocking the way,’ Malakai said

someone who could stand up