The Billionaire's Kick Ass Wife

Chapter 40 Came Looking For Her Himself

After reading the information, Alan's and Martin's faces could no longer be described as pale. It was worse. Their faces were pale with humiliation and extreme shame.

They saw the true colors of Bridget and understood that she was making use of them.

Being used by a woman with ulterior motives was their shame, their biggest dereliction of duty, and the biggest stain of their career.

"You both have let me down," Draxton said slowly in his deep voice.

He was not angry, and he did not scold them. But his calm and disappointed tone scared them. They knew they were doomed.

At this time, rhythmic footsteps came closer. Alan and Martin lifted their heads and saw Silas walking over with a phone.

Seeing the two of them kneeling awkwardly on the ground, Silas froze for a second before he headed toward Draxton's side. Then, he handed the phone to Draxton as he reported.

"We found Miss Thompson's location. The address is the villa at Platinum Road. According to our investigation, that villa is Bridget Riker's private asset."

With that, Silas said nothing more.

He stood by Draxton's side as he glanced at Alan and Martin silently.

Alan's expression when he looked at Silas was complicated.

Silas was one of his men who had joined the Expendable Camp two years after he did.

He had praised Silas countless times before Draxton. Silas was outstanding in character, fighting skills, and how he did things.

When Silas did things, he would be calm and decisive, but at the same time, he would be rational.

He also had a keen talent for reconnaissance, no less than Alan.

However, Silas had always been low-key, never claimed credits, and was always practical.

Alan knew Draxton would make Silas his trusted subordinate, but he had never thought that day would come so early.

However, besides feeling ashamed of himself, Alan felt nothing, including jealousy.

Draxton took the phone and headed outside as he spoke to Silas, "Bring a few men with you."

Silas quickly took the order and followed Draxton.

When he passed by Alan and Martin, he could not help himself from glancing at them. However, it was an urgent situation, and he could not stop.

Alan and Martin heard the gradually disappearing footsteps, looking pathetic.

They remained on their knees, not daring to rise, and waited silently for the final judgment.

Draxton and Silas were leading the guards and rushing to Bridget's villa.

Meanwhile, Bridget finally lost her patience and attacked Isabella.

Isabella had also finished the last bite of the meal, drank the last drop of red wine in the glass, and stood up contentedly.

Even in situations like this, Isabella was elegant and calm. It irritated Bridget to see it as though Isabella was the owner of the villa and Bridget was the one who broke in.

It angered Bridget more. Meanwhile, Isabella sniffed the abnormal scent in the air. The smell did not seem obvious, especially with the fragrance of the food and wine.

But Isabella chuckled. "Miss Riker, you must have put much effort into catching me. You released poison the moment you entered this villa.

"Unfortunately, have you noticed that your poison smells a little different?"

Bridget's expression changed. Only when Isabella reminded her did she subconsciously sniff the difference of

the scent in the air, but her eyes met Isabella's meaningful gaze.

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sweet smell assailed her nostrils.

Bridget was shocked and realized that she had fallen for Isabella's trick. She was even angrier and did not hesitate when she stabbed Isabella with the dagger this time.

Isabella watched Bridget dashing toward her. Bridget seemed agile, and Isabella could tell Bridget knew some skills.

However, Isabella was still relaxed and dodged calmly with one hand supporting herself by the table. Bridget missed the stab.

Isabella grabbed Bridget by the arm and pushed her forward. She swiftly raised her foot and kicked her directly in the back.

Bridget, who claimed to be a genius, fell face down on the ground.

She got up from the ground in a daze, and the dagger in her hand fell off. Dumbfounded, she stared at the fallen dagger. Suddenly, she felt the pain in her waist, and the feet wearing high heels stepped hard on her back.

Most frightening of all, she felt the skin all over her body begin to itch unbearably, making her aware that she was poisoned.

Staring in horror, she looked at her hands and saw them covered with a thick red rash.

Sure enough, she was poisoned.

Bridget felt her vision turning dark and realized what had happened to her face without even looking at it.

Just then, the door was kicked open with a loud bang.

A group of men led by Draxton rushed in with guns raised and surrounded the place in the blink of an eye.

Bridget was dumbfounded to see such a situation.

Meanwhile, Isabella, who had been stepping on Bridget's back, was also shocked to see Draxton.

Then, she quietly withdrew her foot from Bridget's waist as she stood upright and elegant. The malicious smile on her face turned into a restrained one. She was surprised and said, "Mr. Lockwood, why are you

here?"

Draxton saw everything Isabella did, and his lips curled into a smile.

However, he was afraid that Isabella might turn on him if he laughed. So, he had to restrain his laughter to prevent that.

Bridget got up from the ground. Her face was covered in rashes, and she did not dare to face Draxton. She covered her face in pain with her back facing Draxton and whimpered, "Draxton, why are you here with your men?"

Draxton ignored her. He looked at Isabella as he asked, "Bella, are you hurt?"

Isabella shook her head. Her phone was still in her hand, and she was still on a video call with Betty.

On the other end of the call, Betty's eyes widened as she stared at Draxton.

In those eyes were inquiry, scrutiny, and curiosity.

Draxton seemed to realize that someone was staring at him, and his eyes fell on Isabella's phone.

The two pairs of midnight blue eyes stared at each other.

Both stared at the phones without even blinking.

Draxton could vaguely feel that he was looking into a pair of eyes, but he did not know to whom those eyes belonged.

Isabella looked at her phone screen and noticed Betty retracting her gaze. Then, the little girl waved her hands at Isabella and hung up the call.

Not wanting Draxton to know about Betty, especially in this situation, Isabella acted as if nothing had happened.

She kept her phone and drooped her eyelids, not looking into Draxton's eyes, which were on her.

Draxton strode toward her and looked at his cute wife-to-be.

His voice was apologetic and hoarse when he said, "I'm sorry that I let you suffer this and did not protect you well."

Isabella blinked and finally looked up at him as she asked, "Have you come to save me?"

Draxton nodded and said, "Yes, I have come to save you."

Isabella looked at the guards in black with weapons in their hands. An emotion fluctuated in her.

"I'm glad you came to save me. How is Ricky?"

Isabella's eyes were on Draxton as she asked.

"Ricky is fine. He is at home but unhappy because he did not see you and... He is disappointed with me."

Draxton's voice sounded sad.

Isabella could imagine Ricky's expression.

Her eyes softened. She suddenly missed her son so much that she wanted to go to his side immediately to hug him and kiss him. Draxton had brought his men to save her, which was not what Isabella expected.

She thought he would send someone to look for her.

Not so soon, at least in a few days later.

That was why she used poison on Bridget. She wanted to subdue Bridget so she could stay in this villa for a few days more.

"I'm sorry I didn't protect you well." Draxton reached out and hugged Isabella in his arms.

That embrace was not ambiguous but apologetic and caring.

Listening to them, Bridget could bear it no more.

She turned around, ignoring the red rashes on her face, and looked at Draxton in grief.

"Draxton, what do you mean cuddling with other women in front of me? Who am I to you?"

Draxton finally gave her a look and asked in a low voice, "I am holding my woman, my son's mother. Who are you to me?"

Tears shimmered in Bridget's eyes as she stared at Draxton in disbelief.

"Draxton, how could you? Don't you fear the wrath of your elders for treating me like this, or it might affect our families' relationship?"

"My elders don't interfere with anything I do," Draxton retorted.

He continued calmly, "It is you who kidnapped my woman, Miss Riker. What are you trying to do?"

Bridget was heartbroken upon hearing those heartless words.

Although she had not seen Draxton much in the past, he would not treat her like now. She finally met him after a long time, yet she was treated like that.

Isabella stood quietly beside him. She seemed obedient, but actually, she was watching the show with interest.

But in the end, Isabella missed Ricky more than watching the scene. So, she said, "I'm worried about Ricky. Maybe he's scared. I want to go back soon."

Draxton ignored Bridget and quickly walked away with his hand on Isabella's waist.

The armed guards followed them alertly. As for Silas, he stayed by Draxton and Isabella's side closely, protecting them.

Bridget noticed the people around Draxton were not Alan and Martin anymore. One of Alan's subordinates had replaced their places, and his name seemed to be... Silas.

Her face turned pale, and she had a bad hunch.

After Draxton left, Bridget took out her phone and dialed Alan's number.

Alan and Martin were still kneeling. When the phone rang, they seemed to realize something.

When they saw that the caller ID was Bridget, complicated expressions appeared on their faces.

Alan did not answer the call. He had nothing to say to Bridget.

He hung up the call and blocked Bridget's number. Then, he continued kneeling on the ground with his face ashen.

On the other end of the call, Bridget looked at the phone screen and was anxious. She tried calling the

second time.

This time, it showed Alan had blocked her number.

Blocked...

Bridget had to admit that the worse situation had appeared.

Frustrated, Bridget smashed the phone. She lost her temper when she saw her hand with rashes on it

It was all because of that woman who suddenly appeared. If it weren't for that, she would have married Draxton sooner or later.

Bridget squinted her eyes. The woman had not only seduced Draxton but was also a disciple of Greg. Isabella was so skilled in medicine and poison that Bridget had to tell her master the news and ask him to

find a way to get rid of her.

So, she immediately called Carlos.

Meanwhile, Isabella had already arrived at the Northernville Manor.

On the way back, she did not mention a single word about Alan and Martin.

Draxton did not mention it, either. When the car drove into the Northernville Manor, Isabella saw a tiny figure waiting for her silently ahead.

On the way back, Isabella called Ricky.

All she had been thinking about was Ricky.

As for Martin and Alan, she did not care the slightest about them.

As soon as the car stopped, Isabella quickly got out of the car and ran to Ricky. She waved her arms as she trotted. "Ricky, mommy is back!"

Ricky quickly ran into Isabella's arms without saying a word.

His chubby little arms wrapped tightly around Isabella's neck. He called her, and tears rolled down his

cheeks.

He was very sad and wronged.

Isabella knew that he was crying. Her son would not make a sound when he cried since he was an infant. His emotions were very reserved.

He was unlike Betty, who cried even when bitten by a mosquito. Isabella, grandpa, and grandma would feel sorry for her, and she would cry until she felt better.

Ricky was more introverted.

Isabella was afraid that he might sometimes be on the losing side with his character. However, she did not know Ricky inherited his character traits from the man behind her. He was also reserved in his emotions.

As she wiped off Ricky's tears, she tried to calm him down. "Ricky, guess what!

"Mommy had a very interesting adventure, but unfortunately, it wasn't difficult or exciting enough."

Ricky listened carefully.

Isabella smiled and said, "Mommy thought mommy could play outside for a few days, but your daddy found mommy so quickly, and mommy missed Ricky. Otherwise, mommy would enjoy myself a few more

days."

She described the event as fun and adventure and even spoke out for Draxton.

Draxton was shocked. He looked at Ricky, hoping that Ricky would not be so distant toward him anymore. However, Ricky was burying himself in Isabella's arms and crying. The more Isabella coaxed him, the more he cried, which was devastating.

Alan and Martin limped over. They felt guilty and remorseful when they saw Ricky crying sadly.

They were wrong.

It was true that there were some grudges between Isabella and Draxton. But since even Draxton had forgiven it, who were they, as subordinates, to interfere?

Ricky's crying state made them think how ignorant they were to do something like that.