Chapter 319

The thought of her parents leaving her forever made her heartache so much that she couldn't speak.

And that day, she ultimately couldn't show up.

It wasn't until the news of her parents' sentencing appeared on the headlines that she cried out loud, clutching her phone.

Why did this happen?

Why did her parents have to die, while that bitch Isabella could live so well?

It was Isabella who pushed her parents step by step to the death penalty, and not only that, Isabella also took away her beloved Michael.

She shamelessly clung to him all day long, using the excuse of being pregnant with Michael's child.

Why did all the good things happen to Isabella, while she lost everything overnight?

She really hated her.

What she wanted most now was for Isabella to die.

The more painful her death, the better.

"Mom, I know you hate that bitch Isabella as much as I do. Don't worry, I will definitely avenge you. I will never, ever let her go."

After saying this, she took a deep breath, stood up, and knelt straight in front of the tombstone.

"Mom, Dad, I have thought of a way to kill Isabella and her bastard."

She had already received the news that the organization had sent someone to silence Renee.

Renee would soon disappear.

And she would soon have new people to use.

Even at this time, she was unwilling to wait any longer. She wanted to take the initiative and personally deal with Isabella.

Only then could she relieve the hatred in her heart.

Thinking of this, she immediately called that person.

"The organization has already sent someone to capture Renee. I urgently need manpower now. Can you lend me some people?"

She deliberately didn't specify what it was for.

Because the person on the other end of the phone had different feelings for Isabella. If he knew she was borrowing people to kill Isabella, his expression would probably change.

And how could she let him know?

"Okay, where are you?"

"I'm at Cemetery No. 1 in the suburbs."

There was a pause on the other end of the phone, and then the man's hoarse voice quickly came through, "I heard about your parents. I'm sorry."

Bianca was no longer immersed in pain. Now she only wanted to take Isabella's life and send her to apologize to her parents.

Only then could she relieve her hatred.

"It's okay. Send your people over now. My plan is urgent and needs to be prepared in advance."

Bianca hung up the phone after speaking.

The Wilson Family.

Since that time she returned with Holden to visit Daniel, Isabella cherished the days with Daniel even more.

These past two days, Daniel called and hoped she could stay for a few days. Isabella thought that since she couldn't go out at home, she might as well stay at the Wilson Villa with Daniel.

So she had Cinda pack her luggage and moved into the Wilson Family.

Seeing Isabella really come, Daniel was overjoyed and couldn't stop talking while holding her on the sofa.

But he mainly cared about her and Michael.

Facing Daniel's eager eyes, Isabella felt inexplicably guilty.

She knew that even if she lied, Daniel wouldn't notice anything, but the more she did this, the heavier her guilt felt.

"Isabella, why aren't you talking? Did Michael neglect you again? Tell me, I'll call him over here!"

Daniel said as he was about to grab his phone.

Isabella was his only granddaughter. If anyone made her feel bad, he wouldn't let them off.

"Oh, Grandpa, you're overthinking. He didn't neglected me."

Isabella patiently explained, "Michael is with me all day. It's just that he's been busy with work these past two days and hasn't come. I'm not angry, so don't blame him."

"Really?"

Daniel obviously didn't believe it. "Even if he's busy with work, he should call to check on you when he knows you're back. Why hasn't he sent a message by now? Is he really busy, or is he using busyness as an excuse to ignore you and the child?"

"Grandpa, I just got home, and it's still morning, the busiest time at the company. You have to give him some time to make room, right?"

Isabella was really afraid Daniel would notice something, so she desperately covered for Michael.

She just hoped Daniel wouldn't really call. If Michael refused or inadvertently revealed their "real situation," it would be really bad.

"This Michael, he promised to take good care of you, and now he's unreliable again."

Daniel didn't disbelieve Isabella, but Michael's usual behavior was too untrustworthy.

Not seeing him made Daniel anxious.

Isabella was already pregnant. If Michael didn't know how to care for her, how could he trust him with her?

"Grandpa, why don't we go out for a walk?"

Isabella had no other choice but to divert Daniel's attention.

At this moment, Cinda suddenly ran downstairs with Isabella's phone, "Ms. Taylor, Mr. Brown's call."

This was the Wilson Family, so Cinda naturally had to change her address for Michael.

First, to show respect for Michael, and second, not to let Daniel notice any discord between them.

Hearing "Mr. Brown," Isabella immediately reacted.

She calmly took the phone from Cinda and deliberately showed Daniel the name Michael on the contact.

Smiling, she said, "Grandpa, what did I say? Michael is just too busy. See, he called as soon as he had time. Now you can rest assured. We already have a child. How could we argue every day? Grandpa, you're always worrying too much."

Saying this, Isabella quickly pressed the answer button.

To prevent Michael from exposing anything, she spoke first, "Michael, I knew you would call. Is the meeting over?"

Michael?

The gentle and sweet voice, even with a coquettish tone, made Michael doubt if it was really Isabella on the other end.

Since their marriage, she had never spoken to him in this tone.

But since it was her, it meant she needed something from him?

Otherwise, why would she lower her stance so much?

He didn't intend to expose her, replying gently, "The meeting is over. What are you doing? Have you eaten well?"

Isabella glanced at Daniel, who was watching her, and her smile deepened.

"Of course, I've eaten well. I'm downstairs talking with Grandpa."

She emphasized that Daniel was also there, fearing Michael wouldn't catch her hint.

After all, Daniel was right next to her, and he could hear some of the conversation even if it was quiet.

So that's how it was!

Michael smirked, "How is Grandpa Daniel doing? I haven't visited him in a while. It's good that you're spending time with him these days."

Daniel stretched his neck, and only after hearing Michael mention him on the phone did he finally relax.