The billionaire's kick-ass wife novel (Isabella) novel Chapter 97

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.

“That’s right, how could chieftain’s wife of the Lockwood family be related to Carlos?” Many thought.

They also wondered what was all that relations about, and wasn’t the chieftain’s wife of the Lockwood family just a poor girl abandoned by her parents.

They wondered how someone who was unwanted by their parents actually had a master, and how said person was even related to the famous the Sanctum of Holy Doctors.

They figured that they knew it. There was no way an ordinary person could marry into the Lockwood family. It turned out that Isabella had such a high status after all,

For a moment, everyone looked at Isabella curiously.

Isabella was stunned when she heard the whispers around her.

She did not expect Carlos to put up such a good show.

She looked at Carlos in shock and blinked innocently. “This guy… is so damn dramatic.” She thought. Originally, she and Carlos were on opposing sides. They were enemies, and their histories seemed to go way back When enemies met, it was game on and both sides would mock each other!

But then, Carlos was putting on airs, carrying himself as his uncle-master. That was really too much.

Isabella thought, “Good lord, I treat you as my enemy, but you actually want to be my relative!”

Draxton did not say anything. He was in a daze, mainly because Isabella’s dazed expression looked a little cute, and it was really cute

As for the gazes of others, he simply ignored them.

However, in the eyes of others, Isabella’s reaction was a sign of her feeling guilty.

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

Respecting one’s own masters and elders was one of the basic morals and etiquette.