Chapter 339 Butterflies

Isabella stood on the streets of District 9 in the middle of the night and saw the figures of the Grey family rushing out at the end of the street.

It was obvious that they were looking for General Red.

Isabella’s eyes were cold. She smiled mockingly and left in a flash.

Isabella actually did not understand. The Grey family was Master Grey’s blood relative, but they did not have any warmth for Master Grey. Instead, they loved Cecilia, who was adopted, very much.

When she heard Master Grey talk about the Grey family, Isabella felt puzzled. Now that she had met the Grey family, she could be considered to have personally seen how overboard the Grey family was.

Because they hated Master Grey, so they also hated Isabella as well. They even vented their hatred on Betty. who was a five-year-old.

How great of a grudge was this?

The Thompson family schemed against her because the Thompson family was not her family.

The Lang family despised her because they had never lived under the same roof.

However, Master Grey was born and raised in the Grey family. The Grey family’s coldness towards Master Grey made her especially puzzled.

Isabella returned to district master’s manor. The moment she entered, he saw a figure standing like a ghost under a pavilion in district master’s manor.

It had to be mentioned that most of the buildings on the Mystical Island followed the architectural style from a thousand years ago. Although they had more or less been assimilated by modern times, they still had an antique style.

Isabella happened to pass by. The figure heard the commotion and turned around. When he saw that it was Isabella, he could not help but look surprised. He asked, “Madam, it’s so late. Did you go out?”

Isabella also looked at the other party in surprise. “Yes, I had something on and went out for a while. Wren, it’s already so late. Why aren’t you resting?”

Wren bowed apologetically and said, “I’m sorry to disturb you, Madam. It’s just that I’m old and can’t sleep at night.”

only said, “It’s cold at night. Wren, you should go back

your concern,

was full of respect.

left. Wren stood in the shadows and quietly watched Isabella leave.

was sitting on

at this time, Betty would have fallen asleep long ago, but today, because of the matter about

up when she

little girl got up from the bed and was about to jump down. Draxton was so frightened that he quickly pulled her into his arms.

“Betty, don’t move!”

she opened her palm and a red scorpion

that moment, the scorpion curled up all its limbs,

She reached out her small hand and grabbed the scorpion. She raised it in front of her eyes and looked left and right. When she sensed the familiar aura on the scorpion, she

Betty

bug king in the future. Congratulations, Betty. You finally have your own

and daughter play with bugs. Especially when he turned around and

could not help but have a mixture of feelings

is mine now. I want to give it a new name,” said Betty. Isabella

looked at the silver patterns on Scorpion’s body without thinking and said, “Let’s call

their faces. Although Betty had only changed the color, they still praised her

quite close to Betty. Because of its physique, it did not return to its original wooden bead bracelet.

and didn’t move at all. It looked like an

pink butterfly appeared and landed on Betty’s hair. It looked at Silver General curiously. Silver General seemed to have sensed a powerful

for a moment before asking, “Bella, could this pink butterfly be the same

bug. They had a symbiotic relationship. Could this pink butterfly

the pink butterfly

was the time when he was at the Traditional Medicine Association. Draxton had never seen Betty

is the golden butterfly, Patriarch Grey’s is General Red, Betty… Because I fused with the Evolution Poison when

own blood and sweat, while the children’s were brought

for a moment. When he thought about how Isabella had experienced life and death alone back then and fused with the Evolution

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