The Billionaire's Kick Ass Wife

Chapter 182 Pleasing Him

Jackson said nothing.

Isabella looked at Vanessa Falkona strangely and asked, “Aunt Falkona, you seem excited?”

A trace of discomfort flashed across Vanessa’s face. “Yes. Jackson has suffered a lot over the years. I grew up with him, and we can be considered childhood sweethearts. Of course, I’m excited that his leg can recover”

Isabella couldn’t help but laugh. This childhood sweetheart of Master Vaughn’s was something.

The 18 Blue Crystals also glanced at Vanessa. They had seen this woman before. She was the wife of Old Mr Sif

But they were more curious about Leward Duncan.

They all found this person very familiar.

“Mrs. Lockwood, we need to talk to you,” Claire said.

Isabella was stunned. She knew that Claire would not speak now unless it were something important.

Isabella smiled apologetically at the others and walked outside with the 18 Blue Crystals.

Draxton stayed inside and chatted with Jackson.

“Mrs. Lockwood, Leward Duncan looked very familiar to us. Even his voice sounded familiar ”

Claire went straight to the point once they had stepped outside.

Isabella’s expression changed. “You’ve met him before?”

Claire hesitated before she answered, “That was when we were experimental subjects. Someone was discussing the experimental data outside with Old Mr. Sif. Or rather, that person was leading the experiment. Although we were Old Mr. Sif’s killing tools, that person was in charge of the experiment. We have never seen that person’s face, but we remember his figure very clearly. In fact, his voice is exactly like that of Leward Duncan’s.”

Isabella’s eyes darkened. She took a deep breath and replied, “I understand. Don’t make it public for now.”

“Okay”

Isabella returned inside as if nothing had happened. Seeing that Master Vaughn and Draxton were chatting, she went into the kitchen and brought out a fruit platter

“Master Vaughn, what are we eating today?”

Jackson answered, “It’s Draxton’s first time here today. Go prepare his favorite dishes.”

Vaughn, you

did these two get so familiar

me for so long, and

hurriedly replied, “No, it’s just that you won’t let me cook alone,

not know whether to laugh

he spoke, Jackson turned his wheelchair toward the kitchen. “Fine, as usual, you’ll stew the fish for me, and I’ll make

Isabella

quickly followed and said, “Master Vaughn, I’ll help

not know how to cook, assisting them

and did not

and looked at Isabella bitterly. They had been together for so long, but he

remembered the first time he met Bella Bella was preparing a table of food. She was so shocked when she turned around and saw him that she spilled a pot of soup and scalded

of this, Draxton’s gaze became

and looked at him blankly. What kind of expression was that? Why did Draxton

softly coaxed Draxton, “Be good. I’ll treat you to delicious food later Master Vaughn’s culinary skills are

turned to look at

Draxton gritted his teeth.

and gently bit on

her eyebrows and glanced back at him with her doe–like

Draxton, “…”

man, he could not tolerate

“Ahem!”

Jackson coughed heavily.

became proper and pretended

the

I’ll help you too. Although my culinary skills are

a guest. How can I let you cook?

Jackson refused without hesitation.

on

A guest?

mere guest to him in his

and have a seat. Outsiders shouldn’t disturb their

Humiliated, Vanessa was enraged.

around, sat on the sofa, and glared at Leward with a sneer “Don’t think I’m not aware of your relationship with Old Mr. Sif. The spy that

her

“If you’re doing this for his sake, go ahead and expose

bewilderment. Her face darkened, and she snorted with derision.