The billionaire's kick-ass wife novel (Isabella) novel Chapter 575

Chapter 575

"You!" Sartre's face darkened.

He stared at Isabella with a cold smile on his lips. With a wave of his hand, a group of bodyguards rushed in.

Isabella's eyes darkened. She slowly raised her head and looked at Sartre. novelxoHer lips curled into a cold smile. "If you want me to go with you, you have to ask if they agree."

She looked at Sumner.

Sumner immediately said, 'Uncle Sartre, you let your subordinates rush into my house. You did not show respect to my family at all."

Sartre's expression darkened. Just as he was about to scold Sumner, he heard the old man say, "That's right, Sartre. You can't do this. If you do this, how are we going to get along in the future?"

Sartre's eyes were filled with anger as he said, ‘ Rava, don't play dumb with me. Do you really not know that her identity is suspicious?"

"What's suspicious about her? Sartre, do you really want to go against me?" The old man was unhappy and his face darkened.

Sartre's eyes flickered as he stared at the old man. "I'm taking her with me today, anyway. Rava, don't you dare try to stop me."

"I said you can't take her away!' The old man slapped the dining table angrily and said, "Take your men and leave my house now. I'm warning you one last time!"

The old man’s eyes widened in anger.

Sartre said in a cold voice, "Rava, you're courting death. Don't think that I don’t know what you've done!"

The old man glared at Sartre with a pissed expression. novelxo"You'd better watch yourself."

Sartre sneered. "It's your choice, Rava. Don't blame me."

With that, he walked out and waved his hand. Let's go!"

The bodyguards followed Sartre out of the house.

After Sartre left, the atmosphere in the house fell silent.

The three of them did not speak. After a while, Sumner said with a smile, "Don't just stand there. Let's eat. Let's continue eating!"

Isabella slowly leaned against the back of the chair. novelxoHer dark eyes scanned the father and son, and the aura on her body gradually changed.

Usually, she was easy-going, harmless, and generous.

However, she exuded the aura of a superior at this moment.

Sumner inexplicably felt a little pressured. For a moment, he stood rooted to the ground and actually became reserved.

The old man also silently looked at Isabella. He opened his mouth and subconsciously spoke respectfully, "Miss, you..."

"Thank you very much for helping me, but now, we have to talk!"

Isabella said.