The billionaire's kick-ass wife novel (Isabella) novel Chapter 152

Chapter 152 Bring Her Over

Isabella looked at Sophia in amusement. “You haven’t given up yet? Let me tell you, this man is mine. Who do you think you are?

“Miss Hart, I advise you to go home now. Otherwise, you will regret coming here today.”

As she spoke, Isabella gently stepped on that poison bug and crushed it to death.

Sophia looked at Isabella with a pale face, too scared by Draxton to get any word out. Amelia’s face darkened. “Miss Thompson, it’s not smart to act so arrogantly because you’ve found favor with the patriarch.

You…

Draxton furrowed his brows. Without even lifting his eyelids, he said emotionlessly, “Silas, send the irrelevant people out. If they don’t obey, make them.”

Amelia paused, wondering who the patriarch was talking about.

The next second, Silas stepped forward and took out a sharp dagger, pressing it against her neck.

“Mrs. Hart, I’d appreciate it if you could realize that no one wants your opinion here. You’re in the way of the patriarch. If you’re smart, get lost now.”

Silas looked as cold and murderous as a heartless assassin.

Amelia widened her eyes and gazed at Silas with a hesitant look. She couldn’t leave just like that because it was not easy for her to meet Draxton. Today was her last chance. She opened her mouth and wanted to beg Draxton for forgiveness again.

Silas did not say a word and just moved the dagger up with its point between Amelia’s lips.

Amelia felt a sting on her tongue.

Her eyes widened in fear, and a thin sheen of cold sweat covered her forehead. “Mrs. Hart, wise up, or you won’t even know how you end up dead. Now tell me, do you still want your tongue?”

Paralyzed with fear, Amelia did not dare to move a bit and blinked her eyes desperately.

“Very good,” Silas said and chuckled in such a way that reminded Amelia of Satan.

He then dropped the dagger. Amelia covered her mouth with her hand and there was blood flowing down from between her fingers. Her tongue was still in her mouth but the sharp dagger had left a cut on it.

Amelia looked at Draxton in shock and horror before reluctantly leaving the banquet with her husband and daughter.

Lindon took on a sullen face and said in a didactic tone, “Draxton, don’t overreact. No matter what, Mrs. Hart is a member of the Lockwood family. Did you have to make a big fuss and draw blood at the banquet?”

However, Draxton was even more unapproachable today than he usually was. He did not even look at Lindon and just said to Silas, “Bring her over.”

“Yes,” Silas responded.

Then he waved his hand and gestured for the guards to follow him. They strode towards Patriarch Riker.

Patriarch Riker’s face sank. “Draxton, what do you want?”

Draxton stood where he had been with a deadpan exterior. No one could tell what he was thinking right now.

Silas pushed Patriarch Riker away and sneered. “Patriarch Riker, the patriarch has shown you enough respect in the past, so be a wise man and back off now.”

Patriarch Riker almost lost his balance. Fortunately, Terrence reacted quickly enough to catch him. Patriarch Riker was so angry that his face turned livid and he found it hard to breathe.

Terrence scowled at Silas.

Bridget panicked inside but kept her countenance. Just as she was about to say something, Silas and one of the guards stopped in front of her, grabbed her hands, and dragged her toward Draxton.