The Billionaire's Kick Ass Wife

Chapter 80 Bridget's Evil Thoughts

Patriarch Lockwood was speechless.

He figured the other guy had gone crazy.

"Hahahaha. Hahahaha..."

Patriarch Riker laughed loudly, his face contorted. He stared at Patriarch Lockwood in horror and malice. "You what did you do to me... Hahaha... What... Hahaha..."

He had never thought about Betty at all. No one would have thought that a four or five-year-old child could do anything to him.

Patriarch Lockwood was angry. He said angrily, "Alright, Old Man Riker, I finally understand why you came to my house. Are you here to blackmail us? You have a condition and you come to my house to frame me. Do you really think the Lockwood family is such a pushover?"

Patriarch Lockwood didn't think about Betty.

No one present thought of Betty. After all, the little girl was curled up in Madame Emma's arms, watching this scene with her innocent and clear eyes. She looked obedient and cute like a harmless rabbit. Only Isabella looked at Betty helplessly. When Betty met her mother's gaze, she immediately buried her face in Madame Emma's arms. She had never spoken to her mother yet. She felt guilty. Isabella had wanted to hug her daughter and talk to her for a long time, but her turn never arrived at all. On the way here, Betty had been carried by Philip. Later, Jeanne and Emily played with her. She did not blame Betty for poisoning Patriarch Riker. That arrogant old man deserved to be taught a lesson. Even if something really happened, the Lockwood family would be able to take responsibility. Moreover, what that old man had said previously was indeed unpleasant to hear. If it were a mentally weak child, she would probably be traumatized.

The Legacy of Evil Doctors was famous for its wickedness. Betty's move was just the most ordinary method.

However, Isabella believed that her child would not use it recklessly.

Moreover, Grandmaster had been watching over her during that period of time. Isabella was very relieved. Old Man Riker was still laughing. The veins on his neck were bulging. His face was purple and he was covered in cold sweat, looking like he was about to die of laughter.

Literally, he was about to die of laughter.

He glared at Patriarch Lockwood. He never expected that Patriarch Lockwood would actually attack him. However, that method was too strange.

At this moment, he was in so much pain that he could not think too deeply about it. Therefore, he only thought that the Lockwood family was out to get him.

He stumbled out. He wanted to find Bridget, to let his granddaughter to see what was wrong with him. On the other side, Bridget's pride was hurt. After all, she was a young lady waiting to be married. It was simply a great humiliation to be ridiculed like that by the Lockwood family.

She could not help but feel a trace of hatred in her heart. She wanted to see if they could still be so unyielding when Draxton begged her.

When the time came, she would make the Lockwood family kneel at her feet and beg her.

As she thought about it humiliatingly, she saw a small figure standing in the Lockwood family's garden. Bridget's eyes lit up and her lips curled into a cold smile.

That was Isabella's son. Unexpectedly, she saw Isabella's son.

She looked around, thinking that there was only that little bastard here. Bridget smiled and walked towards Ricky. Today, she would vent her anger on this little thing first!

In an instant, countless vicious methods flashed through her mind, but in the end, she chose to poison him. Ricky stood by a path in the garden and waited for his father. His sister had also returned and he was very happy. Previously, he had been captured by his father for interrogation. His little face had been kissed several

times as if he was being punished. It was still red.

Draxton and a few subordinates were talking on the other side of the garden. They would come over later.

Ricky waited quietly without much curiosity for the grown-up's business.

He was wearing furry little bear gloves on his small hands, a matching hat on his head, and a matching coat. He looked like a brown bear.

He was also very helpless with this outfit. His great-grandparents were dressing him up in different ways every day.

Suddenly, his head darkened. He was standing under a street lamp and it was very bright.

Puzzled, he looked up, only to meet a face with a twisted smile and eyes full of malice.

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Bridget sneered.

Ricky's quiet little face changed slightly, but he did not panic. He just pursed his lips and looked at the woman in front of her coldly.

Children were very sensitive to malice and kindness, especially when the malice in Bridget's eyes was bared for all to see.

Ricky looked at Bridget coldly. Bridget could not help but be in a daze. For a moment, she actually felt that the little person in front of her was completely identical to Draxton.

Bridget came back to her senses. Looking at Ricky's extremely similar appearance to Draxton, as well as hist more god-like temperament and unique calmness, endless jealousy spread in her heart. She couldn't believe that the boy was actually the son of Isabella!

Bridget thought of the little girl in the house, who was being doted on by the two elders of the Lockwood family. The evil thoughts in her heart intensified, thinking that if one of them died...

With this thought in mind, she raised her hand. Her beautifully painted nails were long and sharp. She was an expert in using poison, so it was normal for her to hide poison under her nails.

At this moment, she stretched out her right hand and pinched Ricky's face. The slender nails on her ring. finger were quickly scratching Ricky's soft face.

Ricky Strikes