The Billionaire's Kick Ass Wife

Chapter 98 Cleaning House

Draxton looked at Patriarch Riker with a deep gaze and said indifferently, “Patriarch Riker, what are you saying? If I don’t spoil my own wife, should I spoil outsiders instead?”

Patriarch Riker was so angry that he almost couldn’t breathe.

Lindon and the others hurriedly supported Patriarch Riker. Lindon sneered and said, “Chieftain Lockwood, I hope you won’t regret it.”

He looked at Draxton arrogantly and sneered in his heart, figuring that when Bridget returned, Draxton would definitely regret it. At that time, Draxton would know what he had missed…

Lindon smiled coldly and said to Patriarch Riker, “Dad, don’t be angry. We’re elders. We won’t lower ourselves to the level of a junior.”

Patriarch Riker’s eyes flashed. At this point, Bridget would definitely not be able to marry into the Lockwood family, but it was still not worth ruining their relationship nonetheless. After all, Ethan was coming back.

By then, a daughter of the Lockwood family might marry into the Riker family. He saw that the two families would definitely get joined somehow, so there was no need to fall out now.

With that thought in mind, Patriarch Riker did not say anything else. Instead, he walked towards Carlos. “President Orwell, don’t be angry. I heard you reprimanding the juniors in your sect just now?”

Patriarch Riker looked at Isabella.

Carlos snorted coldly. “It’s embarrassing to say, but since we’ve met here, I naturally have to say a few words. I don’t feel good even if I don’t say it. No matter what, she’s still a junior in my sect.”

He looked coldly at Isabella.

Isabella was so angry that she wanted to laugh. She looked at Carlos and asked again, “President Orwell, are you sure you’re my uncle-master?”

Carlos’s face darkened. He was so angry that he laughed and shouted, “Greg Falkona is my senior brother and you’re his disciple. Do you think that I’m not your uncle-master?”

At this moment, everyone looked at them gossipily. The liveliness before this election was really an eye-opener. They had heard that Carlos indeed had a senior brother, but they had heard that he was already dead.

it was obvious that his

didn’t die, why hadn’t we heard of

Carlos who had saved countless lives and was re-elected as the president of the Traditional Medicine

might be that he just might not

to befall her. It

be compared to Carlos’s. On that day, Isabella

suddenly turned cold. This

hearts of everyone present to unconsciously tighten, and

all shocked. For a moment, the hall was filled

how was

Isabella have such

even looked for you to

you think that you’re worthy of

that he did have a junior brother in the past. However, that junior brother of his was a traitor to his

the Sanctum of Holy Doctors of my generation, and I never had a uncle-master. May

was filled with pressure. She stared coldly

the venue was

if there would be more to

back and forth between Carlos and Isabella. They had different thoughts and gossip was at an all-time high. Things were really

it, thinking that Isabella wouldn’t really be a good-for-nothing. They

Carlos dared to cause trouble for Isabella, he naturally had already made plans, so he would not be stumped by

“I didn’t expect senior brother to have hated me that much, that he actually didn’t acknowledge me

me, no wonder you don’t

do you have to be involved in the feud between us from the previous

so narrow-minded that he can’t tolerate me all this while. I didn’t expect that after so

Isabella with