The Billionaire's Kick Ass Wife

Chapter 660

The chief of The Allied Nations was dumbfounded.

His eyes widened in a state of shock as he took in the young girl before him.

What did he hear? What did he see? What was he experiencing?

He could not believe what he was seeing.

He felt powerless as he looked about. His guards had all passed out from the drug, and he felt like he might as well join them.

Betty tugged at his shirt and pulled him to the ground. Then, she stuffed a pill into his mouth.

“Don’t fall asleep. It won’t be fun if you do!”

Even though Betty’s voice was soft and pleasant, to the man’s ears, it was like a little demon whispering to him.

“Betty, what experiment are you going to do with him? You can’t kill him, or Mom will be mad,” Ricky walked over to Betty and warned.

Betty said seriously, “Ricky, don’t worry. Of course, I won’t kill him. Mom said that it’s wrong to deliberately take another person’s life. On top of that, we need to be capable of dealing with the fallout. What I really want to do is experiment with a new drug on him. All that’ll happen is that his skin will inflate and he’ll end up looking like a toad.”

The leader of the Allied Nations, whom no one dared to offend because he was incomparably honorable, felt his head spin after hearing Betty’s solemn but sweet voice. He wondered whether he should be thankful that Isabella had instilled in her kids the value of treating people with respect and not resorting to senseless violence.

However, he could never accept himself as looking like a toad!

He felt a prickling sensation on his scalp as he watched Betty pull two tiny bottles out of her pocket.

“W-What are you doing?” he stuttered. He realized his voice was as feeble as a mosquito’s the moment he tried to speak. It was hard for him to utter a word, much less yell for help.

Betty’s expression to him was one of pure innocence. Noticing the dread in his eyes, Betty reached out to stroke his forehead and console him, “Don’t be afraid. It won’t kill you.”

He watched Betty pull out two little bottles. The bottles were minuscule in size. Even if you put five or six of them in your pocket at once, they wouldn’t make a bulge.

Suddenly, he noticed Betty taking the caps off of the tiny vials of medication. The bottles released an array of off-putting odors. Then, a plethora of brightly colored fluids and powders were poured out.

Betty mashed and pressed the ingredients together. After a short while, she made a

tablet. After that,

no! Help, help…” the man

the pill many times, he moved his

pouting after a few more

to stop the man from moving his head in place with a fine

on the man’s back and pressed the man’s

man didn’t have much strength, to begin with. After being pressed down by Ricky, he couldn’t move

as he watched

to spit out the pill. However, the pill

bite, his tongue was flooded with a complex blend of flavors, including spicy, bitter, sweet, and a

a surge of exceedingly pungent odor

burst into tears and

solemn look on her face, Betty gripped his lips to prevent

gulped down the medicine to relieve the ache

Betty be willing

you’re an obedient experimental object.” Betty patted his head comfortingly and said, “Don’t cry. If you

roared crazily in his head, ‘Aren’t

go and find your mother.

it was best for him

he had just taken, he could just look

the Miraculous Doctor was definitely much easier to talk to than these

out that I used someone to test out my medicine, she will definitely scold me. It’s not easy for me to

her chin. Her short, wavy hair bounced mischievously as she shook her head, giving her

was a sweet little angel if he chose to overlook what she had done to

in resolve. Put bluntly, this

agony, and he also felt waves of an unexplainable itching

up on him. He had a hazy

once-adorable dimples had turned into

“Help, help, Miraculous Doctor…”

that he started to yell for the Miraculous Doctor. He was

chief of The Allied Nations, and his position was on par with that of the President