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.

Bailey slumped

up upon seeing her mom’s grief. At the sight of that, she

the commotion and emerged from his room. He stood at the top of the stairs on the second floor and gazed down at the

Elder Mr. Bailey admonished her. “You’re still making a fuss? When are you going to stop? If you

shocked by his mean remark and stared up at

to the bad lighting, Elder Mr. Bailey appeared a little

Isabelle had for the Baileys was instantly gone in front of Elder Mr.

lost all hope in life. Unfortunately, no one in this family had any sympathy left

for a fact that the Baileys were all

that woke her up to the extremity of the Baileys’ lack

that, Isabelle lost all her

friendler expression either. “Lock your mom up. If she keeps acting this way, we may have to send her to a rehabilitation center. This is a huge family. If she keeps claiming that

her lips defiantly

reproach, Mrs. Bailey immediately fell

even

“She’s just jinxing the family! It was only a death in the family, but she’s acting