The Billionaire's Kick Ass Wife (Isabella Thompson) novel Chapter 6

Chapter 6

The car sped away, leaving Isabella standing in exhaust fumes.

She didn’t move for a while and then slowly began to walk down the hill.

She had lost her phone the night before, and besides that, she was also penniless.

She was wearing a pair of flat sandals. It was fortunate that she rarely wore high heels, or she would have to suffer a lot on her walk downtown.

The road back was irritatingly long. Isabella walked for so long that when she reached the foot of the hill, it was already noon, and the cars that had left in the morning were. on their way back.

Jason was surprised to see the slim figure through the car. window. Thinking that his sister Samantha was severely

injured, he averted his eyes indifferently.

Isabella couldn’t feel her legs in the end.

She had stayed up all night last night and spent the whole morning walking down the hill. Once she got to the main road, she hailed a taxi and returned to the Thompson

couple’s apartment.

The Thompson couple lived in an old community in Dawton. City, which was poorly administered and where cars came. and went unchecked. The taxi pulled over downstairs, and Isabella went up to get the money for the fare.

The door was locked. Isabella pulled out the key hanging. from her neck and opened the door.

She took her ID card, passport, bank card, and about a hundred dollars worth of cash.

She would not stay here anymore. This was not her home.

Before leaving, she took one last look around the place

where she grew up. No good memories but only hurtful ones.

had been made here.

It was a small apartment of less than 650 square feet with

Samantha’s posters everywhere. Isabella let loose a self-

mocking laugh.

She didn’t belong here. She didn’t belong with the Lang family. She had no home in the world.

She cared about nobody, and nobody cared about her.

She took the key off her neck and casually threw it on the shoe cabinet in the hallway before locking the door behind.

her.

She would never set foot in this place again.

Rushing downstairs, she got into the taxi that had been

waiting for her in the same place and said to the driver, “Go

to the airport.”

The driver cast her a surprised look. He had worried that the

disheveled girl would run away without paying him, but not

only had she come back with money, but she had also asked for another ride to the airport.

He found the girl a bit strange.

However, it meant more money for him, so he had no reason to refuse her.

At the same time, in the most mysterious estate in Dawton City, a man slowly opened his eyes.

His midnight blue pupils were like frozen sapphire.

Seeing him waking up, the two men standing beside the bed tensed up and held their breath.

They both looked a bit pale with a thin sheen of cold sweat.

on their foreheads.

They had always been scrupulous around this man but never

had they ever felt such fright.

They were on tenterhooks because of the serious incident

yesterday.

The man slowly propped himself up on the bed and felt a

dull pain in his stomach which was now wrapped in

bandages.

However, his first concern was not the cut on his stomach.

“Find that woman and do away with her. She can’t bear

children with my blood and genes.”

He enunciated every syllable in an icy voice full of killing. intent, making people think of the snow on the tops of high mountains that persisted throughout thousands of years.

What had happened last night was the last thing he wanted to recall. Just thinking about it made him see red.

He still couldn’t believe that someone had the guts to set him up and swore to make that girl rue the day she was

born.

The two men standing next to the bed were Draxton Lockwood’s trusted subordinates.