The Billionaire's Kick Ass Wife

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Everyone was speechless.

Because they also thought that what Isabella said made sense.

After all, the two white mice were still 'dancing'

The white mice's dance in a human-like standing posture was extremely terrifying.

Panic and disbelief flashed in Carlos's eyes. Clearly, everything in front of him had exceeded his expectations.

He quickly said to his two assistants, "Quick, inject them with tranquilizers!"

Everything had to wait until the two white mice were pacified.

"Isabella, you must have done something to my white mice!"

Carlos accused Isabella furiously. He really thought that Isabella was the one behind it.

Otherwise, his white mice would not be in such a situation.

"Oh? Then, Mr. Orwell, tell me, how did I tamper with your white mice in front of everyone?"

Isabella challenged Carlos instead.

"How would I know what method you used?" Carlos said sternly

Then, Carlos's two assistants injected sedatives into the white mice. However, the two white mice only stopped for a moment. Then, they cried out in pain and continued to dance as if they had received some order.

Due to the effects of the tranquilizer, the white mice's movements were slower, and their limbs were stiffer, but they continued to dance persistently.

Originally, Carlos thought he could calm the white mice down with a tranquilizer. He did not expect the tranquilizer to be useless.

Carlos finally panicked. He looked at his two assistants with a ferocious gaze and said, "Increase the dosage and inject them with it again!"

The two assistants looked troubled. One of them said, "Mr. Orwell, we've already administered the highest dosage. The white mice won't be able to withstand another injection."

Upon closer inspection, the eyes of the two white mice were a little red. Pain could be seen in their eyes. However, even so, they still wanted to dance.

At this moment, everyone could tell that these two white mice were not in control of their bodies.

Everyone in the hall, including Patriarch Crawford, was at a loss for words.

They looked at the two white mice in shock and did not know what to say.

Carlos insisted that Isabella was the culprit.

"Isabella, quickly give everyone an explanation. What exactly did you do to my white mice? Do you know the consequences of doing this?"

Seeing how angry Carlos was, some people in the hall couldn't help but cast suspicious looks at Isabella. Patriarch Crawford's eyes flashed as he said, "Isabella, Mr. Orwell won't show us his new medicine unless he's confident. Tell me quickly, what did you do?"

After Patriarch Crawford said that, another group of people looked at Isabella suspiciously

Isabella lowered her eyes and smiled.

Then, che walked calmly towards the podium when everyone was looking at her.

When Carlos saw her walk onto the stage, his expression changed and he said in a husky voice, "Isabella, what are you doing?"

Isabella completely ignored him and went onto the stage.

Carlos quickly said to his two assistants, "Get her off the stage!"

He had a bad feeling. He couldn't let Isabella go on stage. He couldn't give Isabella a chance to speak.

The two assistants looked at each other and hesitantly tried to stop Isabella.

Isabella glanced at them indifferently and ignored them. However, a strong arm reached out from behind her and pushed the two assistants away.

It was Draxton

His expression was cold as he guarded Isabella. He looked like he would kill anyone who stood in his way. He was like the most loyal knight. He seemed cold. He acted as if he could only see Isabella and no one else Carlos's face turned slightly pale. He could not help but take a step back and said sternly, "Isabella, what... What are you doing?"

Isabella looked at him mockingly and snatched the microphone from Carlos's hand. "Carlos, it's time for your show to end!"

"Wh... What nonsense are you talking about? Get off the stage quickly. This is the Traditional Medicine Association. How can you mess around?

"Mr. Lockwood, you're the dignified chieftain of the Lockwood family. How can you do this with her? Someone! Come quickly!"

"Quiet," Draxton replied coldly.

He was cold and concise.

In the crowd, little Betty cupped her face with her empty hand. Excitement appeared in her eyes as she praised in a childish voice, "Wow, daddy is so cool! Mommy is the princess, and daddy is the princess's knight!"

The little girl had recently become obsessed with fairy tales.

Carlos was stunned by Draxton's extremely cold gaze. He looked at Isabella with a livid expression. He kept looking at the door but did not see his subordinates even after a long time.

The bad feeling in his heart grew stronger and stronger.

Isabella lowered her head and looked at the white mice in the cage inquisitively.

Seeing that the two white mice were pitiful, she suddenly smiled and waved at the crowd. "Betty, come to mommy!"

The crowd froze.

They followed Isabella's gaze and immediately saw a cute little child.

When Betty heard her mother calling her name, her eyes lit up. She ran towards Isabella happily.

The crowd instinctively made way for her. Betty ran all the way up onto the stage and stood beside her mother. She turned around and looked at her father. Well, now her father was a knight that she and her mother shared!

Draxton looked at the little girl with a smile.

Betty puffed out her chest proudly as the pink butterfly on her palm danced.

Everyone looked at them in surprise. No one took Betty and the pink butterfly in her hand seriously. However, when Carlos saw the pink butterfly in Betty's hand, he immediately understood something. His face paled, and a look of unprecedented panic flashed in his eyes.

isabella chuckled and glanced at everyone in the hall. She said to Betty, "Betty, the white mice are tired. Let them rest for a while, okay?"

"Okay" Betty replied softly. Her small hand caressed the pink butterfly in her hand, and the pink butterfly instantly quieted down.

At the same time, the two white mice in the cage also stopped. They lay in the cage, exhausted. They were panting violently

Everyone was stunned and looked at what was happening on the stage in disbelief.

Isabella's lips curled up slightly as she looked at Carlos. "You're right. Someone did do something to your

white mice.

"It's this pink butterfly. When it dances, the two white mice receive the order and can't help but dance with it. No matter how much pain they are in and how tired they are, they can't stop. They are the puppets of this pink butterfly."

"That's ridiculous!" Carlos shouted. He stared at Isabella coldly, but large beads of cold sweat kept seeping out of his forehead.

Isabella said calmly, "Don't worry. I'll explain it slowly."

Everyone looked at her. Patriarch Crawford snorted and said, "Isabella, are you making this up? Do you think we're fools?"

Isabella looked at Patriarch Crawford as fury glimmered in her eyes.

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