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.”

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

your concern, Madam,” said Wren.

full

stood in the shadows and quietly watched Isabella

the house. Betty was sitting on

have fallen asleep long ago, but today, because of the matter about the

eyes lit up when she saw Isabella

up from the bed and was about to jump down. Draxton was so frightened that

“Betty, don’t move!”

also looked at Isabella. Isabella quickly walked to the bed. Then, she opened her palm and a red scorpion with silver patterns was lying quietly in her

moment, the scorpion curled up all

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 bugs,” Betty said

will be your bug king in the future.

the side and silently watched the mother and daughter play with bugs. Especially when he turned around and saw a poisonous snake coiled on the bed.

have a mixture

I want to give it a new name,” said Betty. Isabella agreed

silver patterns on Scorpion’s body without thinking and said, “Let’s call him Silver General. Mommy, Daddy, does it

looked at each other with smiles on their faces. Although Betty had only changed the color, they

it did not return to its original wooden bead bracelet. Instead, it crawled

all. It looked like

landed on Betty’s hair. It looked at Silver General curiously.

a moment before asking, “Bella, could this

Isabella’s natal bug. They had a symbiotic relationship. Could this

had only seen the pink butterfly once.

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

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

difference is that others’ natal bug is fed with their own blood and sweat, while the children’s were brought out from their

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

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