The Returning Ex

John grunted. “It has been my plan to make them transfer the inventory.” Otherwise, how could I even tackle them?

On the other side, Isabelle was sitting in the living room of the Bailey Residence.

Last night, her father came home past midnight, but early this morning, he was already out.

In the morning, Isabelle made a call to John, but he did not pick up.

He had not been picking up her calls over the past two days, which gave her a hunch that something was going to happen soon.

Seated on the sofa, she was holding her phone, wanting to send him a text to caution him.

However, before she could come up with the content, Mrs. Bailey started to make a scene again.

She ran down from the second floor and claimed that she saw Dexter.

Then, she stared eerily at a corner in the living room as she wailed and pleaded for Dexter to stay.

Isabelle hurriedly went up to hug her mom and comforted her over and over.

from all the crying, Mrs. Bailey slumped onto

of that, she was also reminded of Dexter, which remained

heard the commotion and emerged from his room. He stood at

Mrs. Bailey was too depleted to cry, Elder Mr. Bailey admonished her. “You’re still making a fuss? When are you going to stop? If you keep doing this,

mean remark and stared up at her grandpa, who was standing

due to the bad lighting, Elder Mr. Bailey appeared a little menacing with his figure being outlined by the light

remaining attachment Isabelle had for the Baileys was instantly

hope in life. Unfortunately, no one in this

known for a fact that

up to the extremity of the

lost all her

we may have to send her to a rehabilitation center. This is a huge family. If she keeps claiming

her lips

Elder Mr. Bailey’s reproach, Mrs.

mom even tighter and stroked her

leaving, Elder Mr. Bailey spat, “She’s just jinxing the family! It was only a death in the family, but she’s acting like everyone