The billionaire's kick-ass wife novel (Isabella) novel Chapter 271

Chapter 271 Willful Patriarch’s Wife

The next day, Quentin went out to the Lockwood family’s residence.

Theo stood in front of the window. When he saw his grandfather leaving. Theo could not help but frown.

Ares walked in and watched Quentin leave. He said gloomily to Theo, “Actually, your Grandpa’s worries are not unreasonable.”

Theo did not say anything. After a moment, he said, “Grandpa is no longer a member of Expendable Camp. I cannot touch him.”

Ares was speechless.

Theo was so inflexible that Ares wanted to trash his son to death.

Then, Ares heard Theo say, “Alderic, Grey, and Queal all said that the patriarch’s wife is also very impressive. If Grandpa said anything bad about her, she might beat him up.”

Theo’s tone was filled with a sense of relief.

What Theo meant to say was that though he could not hit his grandfather, the patriarch’s wife could.

Ares continued to be speechless.

Ares turned around and left. He was afraid that if he did not leave, there would be a tragic moment of a father and son killing each other.

What Theo did not mention was that the patriarch’s wife was Butterfly!

When he thought of that, Theo’s eyes lit up. His eyes were filled with admiration. He wondered what it would look like if his father and the patriarch’s wife were to fight.

However, based on Butterfly’s past achievements, he estimated that she was slightly stronger than his father.

He kind of wanted to see them fight.

Theo looked outside without saying a word, but the little voice inside his heart was shouting at the top of his voice.

On the other hand, Quentin’s car suddenly stalled just as it was about to reach the Lockwood family’s residence.

The chauffeur tried a few times but failed to start the car.

Quentin’s face slowly darkened.

“What’s going on?” he asked grimly.

Cold sweat broke out on the chauffeur’s forehead. “Sir, I think it should be a problem with the wiring,” said the chauffeur. “We haven’t driven this car for a long time. I didn’t expect such a problem. I’m sorry.”

It was not the chauffeur’s fault, either. He checked the cars in the garage every day to make sure nothing went wrong.

However, the car they were driving had not been used for a long time.

He also did not think that Quentin would let him drive this car in order not to attract Theo’s attention.

Now, they were about a mile away from the Lockwood family’s residence. It was neither far nor close.

“Sir, why don’t we call Mr. Ares and ask him to send another car over?”

That was the chauffeur’s suggestion.