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Isabelle felt relieved. “You have a meeting later, right?”
“Well, I’m sorry I can’t go pick him up with you, but I can arrange the best lunch.”
After Warren finished speaking, he picked up a document, took long strides, and as he passed by her, he tightly held Isabelle’s slender waist, adjusted his neat tie, and walked towards the conference room, saying. “See you at noon.”
Isabelle pursed her lips, quickly returned to the office to change clothes, grabbed her car keys, and personally drove to Donsborough International Airport.
At the entrance of the meeting room, Sheldon suddenly walked up to Warren’s side and said, “Mr. Levine, there is an important message you need to hear.”
Warren turned and walked to the side.
Sheldon whispered, “Mr. Levine, it seems like Arnold secretly returned to his country today! He didn’t tell anyone, and there hasn’t been any activity at the Levine household…”
“Is this news reliable?” Warren became serious.
Sheldon hesitated and said, “Not sure yet.”
“Go and check, keep an eye on him!”
Sheldon saw Warren’s cold expression and he was well aware that Warren had severed ties with the Lopez family. Now he was openly
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opposing the old man again. He was taking a desperate gamble. At this time, Arnold returned to the country, but it was not a good thing! Fidelia and her son were eyeing the SJ Group with ill intentions.
12:15.
Isabelle waited at the airport. It had been ten years, and she had a vague memory of Wesley’s face, so she held up a sign high in the air.
At the exit, behind the crowd, there was a wheelchair with a thin man sitting on it. He looked at Isabelle.
At that moment, Isabelle was almost stunned.
She recognized that it was Wesley’s face! However, the left side of his face was blocked by hair, and why was Wesley sitting in a wheelchair?
Her eyes flickered and she shouted, “Uncle!”
At this moment, behind Wesley, there was a tall and remarkable figure dressed in navy blue. He had a tall and handsome figure, and it seemed like he was just talking to Wesley, but quickly separated and walked towards the other side. As he passed Isabelle, his profile revealed a hint of wickedness.
He was very young, and as he got into a car from the other side of the exit, he squinted and glanced at Isabelle.
Who was this man?
“Bella!” Wesley had already been pushed by his assistant to stand in front of Isabelle.
Isabelle suddenly snapped back to reality and glanced down to see Wesley in the wheelchair. When she saw his left face, half of which was covered by hair and marked with grotesque scars, Isabelle shuddered violently. Her throat felt like it was blocked by lead, and
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she opened her mouth, crouching down as her eyes welled up with tears. “Uncle… How did this happen to you?”
“It has been ten years,” Wesley shook his head at her, his hand gently caressing the legs beneath the thin blanket.
Isabelle saw that Wesley had no legs, and her tears fell down.
“Silly girl, stop crying. Wesley is here to see you, isn’t he?” Wesley tightly held her hand. “Let’s get in the car and not embarrass ourselves here.”
Isabelle hurriedly glanced at the onlookers, sniffed and forced a bitter smile, and quickly opened her car door.
The assistant supported Wesley into the car and went around to the front to drive.
Isabelle sat in the back seat, side by side with Wesley, his gaze falling on her slightly protruding belly beneath her sweater.
Wesley furrowed his brow and chuckled in surprise. “Bella, we didn’t have a chance to talk in detail on the phone that day. Are you pregnant? Did you get married?”
Isabelle steadied her emotions, revealing a faint smile, and nodded shyly. “I haven’t had a chance to tell you yet.”
“You have grown up, and it is natural for you to start a family. This is a good thing,” Wesley said, holding her hand with relief. “My sister and dad in heaven can also rest assured. Which family does he come from?”
Speaking of this, Isabelle felt a little shy, and she still didn’t know L’s identity. “I was about to take you to meet him. He is the CEO of a real estate company, and you will know when you see him. I… really like him, and I hope you can approve of him too.”
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Wesley heard that he was a real estate tycoon, without much thought, he nodded. “I’m happy for you, let’s meet him then!”
With Wesley’s consent, Isabelle breathed a sigh of relief and shyly sent a text message to L.
L gave them the address and asked them to go to Donsborough International Hotel.
Isabelle brought Wesley to a luxurious and discreet restaurant. They entered the second floor and approached the private room by the window, where a towering man was waiting. He was dressed in a black formal suit, with a slim tie tucked in, and his profile revealed under the mask was handsome and composed.
He was dressed gorgeously and didn’t look nervous.
Isabelle, however, broke into a sweat and pushed Wesley forward, standing by his side. She introduced with a smile, “L, this is my uncle.”
“Uncle, he was my husband,” she added shyly in a soft voice.
Warren glanced over, and in that instant, Isabelle felt Wesley’s wheelchair jerk suddenly.
She lowered her head in confusion, only to see Wesley’s hand tightly gripping the armrest, his left face covered by hair, seemingly turning pale.
Warren saw the man in a wheelchair, along with the scar on his face. He paused for a moment, his eyes flickered slightly, but he didn’t show much surprise. He elegantly extended his hand and said, “Mr. Clifford, hello.”
His hand reached out, but Wesley hesitated and did not shake it.
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Isabelle felt embarrassed as she bent down and looked at Wesley, who was staring at L’s mask.
“What happened to you? Are you feeling unwell?” She thought about how Wesley had only returned after half a month of treatment and felt a bit worried.
“Um,” Wesley spoke up slowly as if gritting his teeth to calm himself down. “Bella, you pushed me in.”
Warren immediately withdrew his hand, the man in the bustling market was not embarrassed, and he said, “I’ll do it.”
He pushed Wesley in, and Isabelle seemed to notice that Wesley’s hand was trembling.
Warren sat down on the opposite side, no longer scrutinizing Wesley He distanced himself politely and ordered like a gentleman.
Just at that moment, his phone suddenly rang.
Warren handed the recipe to Isabelle, his eyes gently signaling her to make a choice, as he listened to what was being said on the phone.
Just in the next moment, Warren’s face changed and his tall figure stood up. “What did you say? How could Amy…”
Isabelle heard Amy’s name and furrowed her brows, looking up.
Suddenly, the private room door was pushed open, and Jonah stormed in holding his phone. He glanced around and saw Isabelle, furrowing his brows.
I walked over to Warren angrily, grabbed his collar, and started shouting, disregarding the people around us, “You bastard, did you force Amy to date someone? She listened to you and ended up with a wealthy man from Tallville, but he raped her, and now she’s lying in
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the hospital, close to death!”
“Are you still here, talking sweet nothings with Isabelle? Can you justify yourself to Amy? If Amy were to die, how would you explain it to her family?”
Warren’s face suddenly turned cold as the phone rang, it was Jonah calling, and he came straight here.
Warren had no idea about this.
He furrowed his brows tightly, turned his head to look at Isabelle and his dark eyes were filled with anxious apology. “I have to leave for a moment, Isabelle. Sheldon will come later.”
Isabelle was also shocked when she heard that Amy had been raped and committed suicide, but then a cold smile appeared at the corner of her eye.
Amy never gave up on Warren. How could she bear to commit suicide? Most likely, this was…
“L, but my uncle is still here…” she frowned.
Jonah sneered, “You heartless woman, she’s almost dying in the evening! You come with me to Tallville Hospital now, she wants to see you!”
Warren did not look at Isabelle again, furrowing his brow, and hastily left with Jonah.
Isabelle held her breath, watching his cold figure. She took a deep breath and lowered her head, intending to explain to Wesley. As she bent down, she finally noticed Wesley’s pale face, teeth clenched in a twisted manner. He looked at her with heavy, labored breaths, and suddenly fainted.
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“Uncle? What’s wrong with you!” Isabelle was stunned, immediately pinching his philtrum, not knowing what had happened to Wesley. She shouted, “Manager, call an ambulance!”
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