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.

man had said previously was indeed unpleasant to hear. If it were a

its wickedness. Betty’s move was

child would not use it

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,

was about

Patriarch Lockwood. He never expected that Patriarch Lockwood would actually attack him. However, that

think too deeply about it. Therefore, he only thought that the Lockwood

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

help but feel a trace of hatred in her heart. She wanted to see if they could still be so unyielding when Draxton

Lockwood family

a small figure standing in the Lockwood family’s garden. Bridget’s eyes lit up and her lips curled into

was Isabella’s son. Unexpectedly, she

bastard here. Bridget smiled and

path in the garden and waited for

he was being punished. It was still

a few subordinates were talking on the other side of the garden. They would come

waited quietly without much

on his small hands, a matching hat on his head, and a matching coat. He looked like a

outfit. His great-grandparents were dressing him up