The billionaire's kick-ass wife novel (Isabella)

Chapter 35 Kidnap

Andre fell to the ground because of the kick. His brows were furrowed in pain. He peeked at Isabella's face, begging for mercy, but Isabella didn't even look at him.

It was as if he did not exist.

Andre was in despair. He had been working in the club for all these years and had been arrogant, which offended many unimportant people. However, he had never been in such a situation. He really regretted doing

that.

Jude was afraid that Draxton and Isabella would be annoyed if he kept Andre in the room. So, he beckoned the security guards to shove him out.

Andre lost hope. He knew from that day onwards that his future was gone.

But soon, Andre realized that not only his future was over, but his life was also over.

After Andre was dragged away, Jude flattered Isabella and Draxton. "Chieftain, Miss, please calm down. I'll arrange an equestrian coach to teach you." Isabella glanced at him and said, "You've seen the video. You know, I can ride it myself."

Cold sweat drenched Jude's forehead.

To him, Isabella seemed bad-tempered and difficult to coax.

However, Isabella suddenly changed the topic and said, "Is that big black horse for sale?"

Jude seemed to catch Isabella's interest and found a way to flatter her. So, he immediately shook his head as he stammered, "No... I-It's not for sale."

"Not for sale?" Isabella frowned.

Draxton glanced at Jude coldly.

Out of fear, Jude quickly added. "I'll give it to you... You can take it for free if you like it, Miss.

"Also, you can tell me if you like any other horses here. I'll give all of them to you for free."

Draxton's gaze was not that cold anymore.

Isabella didn't even bother to stand on ceremony and agreed. "Just give me the big black horse."

Then, she turned around and asked Draxton, "Can we keep horses in the estate?"

Draxton smiled lightly and said, "Of course, the maple forest is vast, and there are paths in the maple forest. It would be great to ride a horse through the forest." Isabella's eyes lit up upon hearing that.

Draxton continued, "Actually, I have a red-haired horse of a rare bloodline, but this black horse seems rare

too."

His eyes were fixed on her.

He had just seen how she had tamed the wild horse and ridden it like a lightning bolt.

She was not the woman he thought she was. Instead, she was brave and bright.

Draxton was a little displeased upon thinking about it. Isabella not only disliked him but also didn't open up to him. She seemed timid and cautious before him, but behind him, she was wilder than a wild horse. His gaze made Isabella feel uncomfortable.

"Let's go back," said Isabella, breaking the awkward moment.

Draxton nodded, yet he was a little frustrated with himself. He had brought her there to build their

relationship, but in the end, she got humiliated and wronged instead.

Meanwhile, Isabella felt relieved. She was not someone who would just suffer in grief and say nothing. Since she had gotten a horse for free, her mood brightened again.

"We need to go to the kindergarten to pick Ricky up," Isabella reminded.

Draxton nodded. "Well, it's stil! early. Let's go back to the estate first."

"If you have something on later, I'll go and pick up Ricky myself," Isabella said.

Draxton did have something to do. So, he glanced at Isabella and said, "I'll ask Martin to drive you there." Isabella nodded and did not refuse.

When they were back at the Nothernville Manor, the black horse was sent to them. The black horse was originally restless, but it gradually calmed down when it saw Isabella.

"I'll take you to see my horse just so the two horses can meet each other."

Isabella was pleased. She patted the big black horse on the head and led it to the stable with Draxton accompanying her.

Arriving at the stable, Isabella was surprised to find that there was not only one horse in his stable but several others.

Draxton introduced, "Except for Thunder, these horses are all mixed breeds. That is a Camargue horse, which is suitable for long-distance running. Sometimes I let them run free in the maple forest by themselves.

"It is a mountain horse bred in the North. He has a gentle temperament, a steady gait, and the ability to find his way through thick fog and darkness. Endurance is their advantage.

"This one is a warhorse. Although his physique is not perfect, he is adaptable to the outside world and tough. "And this horse..."

His voice was mellow and gentle as he introduced the horses slowly. Finally, he looked appreciatively at the fine red-haired horse and smiled.

"But my favorite one is Thunder. It is a red-haired horse with great speed and endurance. It has broken the record of galloping 50 seconds on the flat over 3,000 feet."

Isabella looked impressed. "Its name is Thunder?"

"Yes. I named it 'Thunder'."

Isabella smiled, patted the big black horse on the forehead, and said, "Lightning, come and meet your new friend."

"Lightning?" Draxton lifted his eyebrows with interest and smiled. "Is that its name?"

"Well. I just gave it this name. What do you think about it?"

Isabella looked at Draxton with a grin.

Draxton's smile deepened. Isabella exposed part of her nature in her words, and her true self fascinated him.

He could not help wondering how much more of her that he still hadn't discovered.

Lightning and Thunder met each other for the first time, and then, the two horses ran out into the woods together.

Thunder led the way and Lightning followed. Soon, the two horses were out of sight.

The other horses in the stable watched the two horses run away. One snorted, hesitated, and did not follow. It was as though they had tactically agreed not to join the strong in the run. They had no reins on them, but they would not run about. They just sat in the stable and made themselves at home.

As for their master, Draxton, none of those horses bothered him since he came. It was as though they did not take him as their owner.

Isabella observed them with interest.

After a while, Isabella and Draxton returned to the house since Thunder and Lightning were not back.

In the afternoon, Isabelle prepared to go and pick Ricky up. Draxton had told her that he would ask Martin to drive her, but Alan came instead.

"Martin has gone out temporarily for a mission. Miss Thompson, is it alright for me to drive you to pick Ricky up?"

Alan smiled as he suggested.

Isabella glanced at him faintly and said, "Whatever. I can go myself too."

Alan lifted his eyebrow. He noticed Isabelle was more difficult to deal with recently.

It even made him doubt if it was Isabelle's true self.

Alan pondered and followed Isabelle. "No, of course not. I can't disobey Mr. Lockwood's order."

"Do whatever you please," said Isabelle as she smiled. Alan had only said that he wanted to obey Draxton's order. It was not because he respected her. However, Isabelle did not care. All she wanted now was to meet her precious son, Ricky.

Since it was still early, Alan did not drive fast.

Halfway to the destination, Isabelle noticed Alan turning to a new trail.

The trail was old, and she wondered if there were surveillance cameras around it. She noticed there were only a few cars and people around them.

Her expression turned gloomy. It was not the road she and Draxton would always use.

Alan glanced at her through the rearview mirror and explained, "Miss Thompson, we are making a detour through this trail. It's a shortcut."

Isabelle said nothing. Below her drooped eyes were her cold gaze.

She thought, "It's annoying! Really annoying!"

Suddenly, a black Hummer approached their car from behind.

The car went on a rampage. It did not intend to stop even after noticing their car. Instead, they crashed into the car Isabella was in.

The sudden impact affected Isabella, and she almost fell from her seat.

Alan slammed on the accelerator, and the car sped ahead. The Hummer did not intend to give up, and a hand popped out of the Hummer's window.

Then, Isabelle heard a loud bang. A bullet struck their car.

It hit the trunk of their car, leaving only a shallow bullet mark.

"Miss Thompson, we're under attack. They think the person in this car is Mr. Lockwood. When I get a chance, I'll slow down. Then, you jump out of the car, and I'll lure the enemy away."

Isabella remained silent.

Alan took it as Isabelle had agreed since she said nothing. He looked ahead and smirked as he sped.

In about a hundred feet, they approached an alley. Alan slowed down and opened the car door as he urged.

"Miss Thompson, get off the car quickly. Run into that alley and hide there. I'll lure the car away."

Isabelle looked at Alan calmly and did not move.

Anxiety grew in Alan, and he shoved Isabelle out of the car by grabbing her arm.

Forced to get off the car, Isabelle had no choice but to run into the alley nearby.

Alan immediately closed the door, and the car sped up.

The Hummer behind sped off behind Alan's car.

Only Isabelle was left in the alley. She got up from the ground and walked ahead gloomily.

She searched her pockets and found that she had no phone or money. Moreover, she could not contact

anyone.

Unable to do anything, she could only walk ahead. When she was about to reach a turn, she realized something was not right.

She turned around and saw five to six men with tattoos approaching her slowly.

Their gazes on her were malicious.

Isabella was in a bad mood and wanted to fight. These unexpected guests were the best way to vent her

anger.

However, something struck her mind, and she sneered, giving up that thought.

She stopped and stared at the few men behind her.

Her gaze was cold. The few men were startled upon seeing her stony gaze. Apparently, they did not expect her to be that bold.

But that aroused the strong men's desire to conquer, and they let out creepy laughter.

Other women would have shuddered in fear, yet Isabelle only stared at them coldly.

"Who are you guys?" Isabelle asked coldly.

Isabelle would not be so stupid and think that this was a coincidence.

The person who should be her driver was changed from Martin to Alan, and Alan chose to drop her in this alley just because someone was chasing their car. Alan threw her in that alley to avoid being hurt, and she coincidentally bumped into these thugs.

Isabella scoffed.

"Haven't you heard of Skydragon? Hey, girl, this place you're standing on is part of Skydragon's territory, and you walked in on your own. Isn't this putting you in danger?"

Isabelle frowned and wondered what Skydragon was. She had never heard of it.

It made her ponder if the Lockwood family and the so-called Skydragon had any grudge.

These people looked scary, and one had a long scar on his face, making him look terrifying.

Those men were surprised to see Isabelle remain silent and not even run away. They slowly approached her and surrounded her by the corner of the alley.

One of them reached out his hand and touched Isabelle's face. With a strange smile, he said, "You have fair skin and a great figure."

Two other men pounced at her and grabbed her arms.

These men did not expect Isabelle to be so easy to pin down. After looking at each other, they laughed and brought her to a steel door.

They looked excited because they could enjoy a pleasurable moment with such a pretty woman. The thought made them anxious and excited.

Just as the few men took Isabelle into the place behind the steel door, a few young thugs rushed into the alley.

The few punks looked around with sticks in their hands.

"Where is the woman? Damn, did that brat scam us? That is the Skydragon's territory."

"Look around and see if she is hiding here," the man leading the thugs ordered.

The five men looked around the area and did not find anyone in the alley.

"Fuck, that boy must be fooling us. Get out of here."

The leader of the thugs frowned and led his men out of the alley.

When they reached the junction, they found the man, who had ordered them to scare that woman, waiting for them there.

Anger overpowered them.

Alan frowned upon seeing them walking out so soon.

"You guys are out so soon?"

"Bah, there's no one in that alley. Are you trying to fool us, brat?"

The thug leader glared coldly at Alan.

"Nobody?"

Alan's forehead puckered, and his expression changed as he asked, "What did you say? No one in that alley?"

"Heh! There is no need to pretend. Kid, just because you drive a fancy car doesn't mean you're a big deal!

"That's the Skydragon's territory. Those people are criminals and aren't afraid of death. Don't you involve us in this! Heh. What a waste of time!" Those thugs cursed as they left, leaving Alan in a daze.

He quickly ran down the alley. It was empty and silent. On either side were old houses, and they did not look like a place anyone could live in.

Alan's heart sank.

He looked everywhere but could not find any traces of Isabelle. His expression turned anxious.

"Maybe she went out of the alley and headed to the kindergarten?" he thought.

With that in mind, Alan walked back to the car and headed to the kindergarten.