The Billionaire's Kick Ass Wife

Chapter 61 Idol Disillusionment

Mrs Lang left in a fluster, her silhouette looking a bit sheepish.

Ricky watched silently as Mrs. Lang left. Then, he dashed over to Isabella and hugged her.

Isabella looked down at her son, who was hugging her. The corners of her lips curled up slightly, and her eyes swelled with kindness.

"Ricky baby, Mommy is not sad. You don't need to feel sorry for me." Isabella stroked Ricky's curly hair, her heart filled with warmth. Ricky raised his head. His eyes were gleaming.

Isabella squatted down and said coquettishly, "Well, Ricky, why don't you kiss me then. This way, I can keep my spirits high the whole day."

A soft, tender kiss was then planted on her face.

Isabella felt as though a feather had brushed against her heart. It was ticklish, but also inexplicably comfortable.

She was full of smiles. Happiness and joy filled every corner of her face.

Seeing that his mother was happy, Ricky broke into smiles as well. He said in his childish voice, "Mom, I'm going to school!"

"Go on then. Go. Ricky, have fun too!" Isabella waved at him.

Patriarch Lockwood immediately followed after Ricky, but Madame Emma Lockwood did not move. When Isabella turned her head around, she saw Madame Emma Lockwood standing where she was, looking at her with teary eyes.

Isabella was confused.

She had no idea why Madame was crying. Then, Madame Lockwood walked up to her. She held Isabella's face in her hands and said with teary eyes, "Poor Bella. You still have grandma. I will dote on you from now. on!"

Isabella was dumbfounded and did not know how to react. But she was touched. She hugged Madame Emma Lockwood and comforted her with a smile. "Okay, okay. Grandma, you will dote on me from now on!"

Madame Emma Lockwood patted Isabella on her back again before letting go of her and chasing after Ricky. Isabelle watched as they entered the kindergarten. The smile on her face became softer and kinder.

Olivia said angrily, "Sister-in-law, don't have to bother with that family. You will be the little princess of our Lockwood family from now on. No one can bully you, not even my big brother. If he dares to bully you, my parents and grandparents will teach him a lesson."

Isabella reached out and played with her long and soft curly hair. "Yes, okay."

There was a hint of affection in her tone.

Olivia blushed again. Isabella's affectionate actions were making her heart race. She should stop doing this. After applying medicine to her face, Samantha sat in the living room and played with her phone. There were even more people scolding Isabella online now. She did not believe that Isabella could withstand this.

In addition, Mrs. Lang had gone to look for Isabella today. She would break Isabella's heart for sure. This time, it would definitely drive Isabella berserk.

As Samantha thought about it, her lips curled up into a smile. Resentment filled her eyes. "Just you wait, Isabella Thompson. I'll watch as you die a horrible death."

Mrs. Lang had gone out in the morning. Although she did not say why she was going out, Samantha knew that Mrs. Lang had gone out to find Isabella to avenge her. Though her face hurt, Samantha was elated.

At this time, she heard the door open, then the nanny talking.

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Samantha knew that there would be heated arguments between Mrs. Lang and Isabella. It was even probable

that mother and daughter were enemies now.

She restrained her emotions and observed Mrs. Lang's face quietly Mrs. Lang was looking very pale indeed. It was what she expected Smugness flashed across Samantha's eyes.

"Mom, you're back Where have you been? It's so boring to be home alone. My face hurts, Mom."

She whined like how she always did when she was young, holding onto Mrs. Lang's hand, and complaining about her grievances.

Mrs. Lang came to her senses and looked at Samantha with a complicated expression. She then replied in a dry voice, "Sammy, Mommy is not feeling well. I want to go upstairs and lie down for a while. Get the nanny to call Dr Downey and ask him to come over to change your dressing."

With that, Mrs. Lang turned around and went upstairs.

Samantha was stunned on the spot.

Looking at Mrs. Lang's back as she went up the stairs, Samantha's expression became contorted.

How could this be? This was different from what she had expected. She had imagined that upon returning. Mrs. Lang would trash about Isabella with her and feel even more sorry for her. And thereafter, Mrs. Lang and Isabella would be enemies.

But what was this?

Samantha was a celebrity. She had acted before and had a certain level of control and understanding of any character's psychology. Mrs. Lang's reactions were evidently because she had suffered a setback from meeting Isabella. But it was not of wrath, rather, it was more like guilt and dismay.

The nanny walked over and asked, "Miss, do you want to call Dr. Downey over?" However, when she saw the menacing look on Samantha's face, she was taken aback. The nanny was at a loss for what to do for a while.

Samantha froze as well. She quickly regained her composure and shook her head. "No need. Please continue with your work."

After sending the nanny away, Samantha furrowed her brows and started to think of various ways to deal with Isabella.

At this moment, her phone rang. She picked it up and saw that it was Lawrence who messaged her.

A glint flashed across Samantha's eyes.

Lawrence's attractive and pleasant voice sounded over the phone. "Sammy, are you alright?"

Samantha's heart could not help but flutter. She replied, "Lawrence, I'm sorry for ruining our first meeting yesterday. I will set another day to meet up and apologize to you." Lawrence held his phone and raised his eyebrows slightly. "How do you plan to apologize to me?"

His tone was seductive, and there was a bit of tease in his voice.

Samantha's heart was racing at first, but now she was scowling slightly.

That was because she sensed the frivolity in his voice.

What did he take her for? An easy and wanton woman?

She was a little displeased. She thought that she was special. Furthermore, she was the idol and Lawrence was her fan. He should not be this frivolous.

Samantha put her phone down, looking sullen.

Lawrence did not wait for a reply from Samantha. He too, felt that he was a bit rude. Thus he continued, "Sammy, don't misunderstand me. I just wanted to ask you if you need help. The two women who bullied you yesterday were really too much"

Samantha thought so, too. Lawrence was so infatuated with her and was so generous with her. There was no way he could be so frivolous.

Samantha felt better as she thought about it this way. After some consideration, she decided to ask Lawrence for help.

She said, "Lawrence, I want you to help me find out where Isabella Thompson's home is."

Lawrence raised his eyebrows at what Samantha said.

Although, he was also very interested in Isabella. That woman actually knew his identity. This was intriguing

to him.

Therefore, he agreed readily. However, at the same time, he was losing interest in Samantha. As it turned out, all women were the same.

He used to think that Samantha was one of a kind. He had met many pretty women and thought that Samantha was elegant, refreshing, and adorable. Moreover, she had rejected his request to meet several times, therefore making her more appealing and arrogant.

But now, he chuckled, shaking his head. His interest was waning.

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