The billionaire's kick-ass wife novel (Isabella) novel Chapter 112

Chapter 112 Cynthia Crawford

Who wasn’t afraid of death?

Patriarch Crawford knew that Isabella had good medical skills, but she would not easily use artificially cultured poisonous bugs to harm others

However, the problem was that although the Miraculous Doctor was right in front of Patriarch Crawford and could save his life, he had offended her, causing her to be unwilling to treat him.

When Isabella said he would not live for long, Patriarch Crawford was even more terrified and indignant. The opportunity to survive was right in front of him, but he was not able to seize it How could he relax?

Unable to calm down, Patriarch Crawford’s vision blurred, and he fainted from anger.

The Crawford family hurriedly checked on Patriarch Crawford. A few of them even looked in the direction of Isabella resentfully.

However, Isabella did not even glance at them. She turned around and left.

Even if Patriarch Crawford had fainted from anger, he would not die. Isabella was not an indecisive person. If she said she would not save Patriarch Crawford, she would not change her mind. Hence, she left without any

hesitation.

When she walked past Patriarch and Madame Lockwood, she gave them a look. They immediately followed her. There was a gleam in their eyes.

“Bella, should we go through the back door?” Madame Lockwood whispered.

Isabella paused. She immediately realized how they got into the hall just now. It turned out that they had sneaked in through the back door.

But weren’t there security guards blocking the back door?

When Isabella walked out of the back door and saw the row of security guards kneeling on the ground with their hands tied behind their backs, she immediately understood what happened.

She was speechless.

The Lockwood family’s guards, led by Martin Gates, guarded the security guards like hawks, preventing them from making any moves.

Those pitiful security guards’ faces were pale. They wanted to resist, but they couldn’t beat the Lockwood family’s guards. They looked disgruntled.

When Isabella, Patriarch, and Madame Lockwood came out, Martin Gates and the other guards of the Lockwood family immediately looked over.

This was the first face-to-face meeting between Isabella and Martin Gates since he was back.

Martin did not dare to meet Isabella’s eyes directly. He lowered his head. His attitude was very humble.

Isabella knew he was willing to stay by Betty’s side to protect her. She naturally would not hold what had. happened previously against him. As long as he was loyal to Betty, Isabella wouldn’t pick on him.

Isabella said, “There’s nothing else to do inside. Let’s go back first.”

Martin nodded and left with the Lockwood family’s guards.

After Isabella left, Drxton and Admiral Sanders had another meeting with Harold and the others.

They mainly discussed what Carlos had left behind after being the president of the Traditional Medicine Association for more than 40 years. Although Carlos had been taken down, Carlos’s influence over the Traditional Medicine Association and some forces within was difficult to get rid of

If Harold wanted to restore peace to the Traditional Medicine Association, he had to work hard.

Moreover, the Traditional Medicine Association had an unclear relationship with the Clan Mobius and Ghost. Who knew how many spies from those two organizations had infiltrated into the association?

Isabella sent her parents-in-law and Betty back to the Lockwood family’s residence. She spent some time with Ricky before returning to Northernville Manor.

When she arrived at the manor, the sky was already dark. However, when she reached the entrance, she saw a royal blue Lamborghini parked there. A young woman in a black coat and a princess skirt with red lace was

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waiting there.

The woman was beautiful. Her skin was fair and smooth. She had exquisite and perfect facial features. She exuded a clean aura. She was as pure as snow on a mountain peak. However, at the same time, her beauty gave others a powerful visual impact, like a volcano about to erupt.

Her long, wavy black hair was tied into a high ponytail that swayed gently behind her.

Seeing Isabella return, the woman smiled without saying anything. She took the initiative to walk forward and stand in front of Isabella’s car.