The Billionaire's Kick Ass Wife

Back at the estate, the clone looked around curiously when he exited the car. His eyes were filled with curiosity about the new environment.

The clone quietly followed behind Isabella and Draxton. The Big Dipper and the guards breathed heavily when they saw the clone. They wondered how many clones were there. Isabella and Draxton brought one back personally.

"Oh my god, if the patriarch's wife can't tell who the patriarch is and who the clone is, wouldn't it be bad?"

A guard muttered softly.

Then, Draxton and the clone looked at the guard simultaneously.

The guard immediately felt an incomparably powerful pressure coming at him and immediately became quiet.

Big Dipper members couldn't help but sneer.

These guards were just inexperienced. How could they know how fearless the patriarch's wife was?

"Do you usually live here?" the clone asked curiously as they entered the living room.

Draxton looked at him in disdain. He did not want to pay attention to the clone, so he kept a straight face and said nothing. Isabella was very patient with the clone. She answered, "Yes, we usually live here after coming to Southeast Aelinne."

The clone stopped talking and looked around quietly.

Isabella instructed, Don't just stand there. Sit down now, and tell me how you got to Dominic and Sofia's side.'

Isabella pointed at the sofa opposite.

The clone paused and asked, May I sit?

Isabella was stunned. "Of course.'

Isabella looked pitiful and continued to probe, "Did they abuse you? Did they usually don't you to sit?"

With that, Isabella went to get the medicine and handed a bottle of ointment to the clone. "Apply the ointment on your face. It can reduce inflammation and ease your pain.'

The clone took the bottle in a daze and looked at Isabella quietly. His eyes were adorable, and he looked a little silly.

Isabella's heart skipped a beat. That pitiful clone reminded her of Ricky and Betty when she criticized them.

Fortunately, the clone only looked at it for a while before silently opening the bottle of ointment to apply it to his face.

It was quite painful when he applied the ointment to his face, but after applying the ointment, he was no longer hurt. There was a cold and comfortable feeling.

He could not resist squinting his eyes in delight. When the clone looked at Isabella, his eyes became even more radiant. He mumbled, "Thank

you."

Isabella smiled, "You're welcome."

Draxton looked at Isabella and then at the clone. He suddenly clenched his fists.

He wondered why Bella was so gentle to that clone. It was fine if Bella spoke gently, but she even gave him medicine!

Draxton's face sank without a trace. He still did not speak. He wanted to see if Bella would continue to treat that clone so gently.

The clone walked to the sofa opposite and sat down carefully. Because Isabella was gentle to him, he kept looking at Isabella. He was very well-behaved and obedient.

"I was sent to them by the headman," he answered. He was replying to Isabella's earlier question.

"Who's the headman?" Isabella asked.

The clone stared at Isabella and opened his mouth. His face suddenly turned extremely pale. "The headman is very mysterious."

"You don't know either?" Isabella looked at his suddenly pale face and felt a little strange.

"I..." The clone pursed his lips. "I can't tell you.”

Isabella paused. She was a little surprised. She did not ask further and changed the question. "What clone number are you?'

"I'm Number Five."

At that time, he answered very quickly.

"So you're Number Five. Then Number Five, can you tell me how many clones there are?" Isabella questioned again.

"There are five.'

Number Five answered without hesitation, which surprised Isabella.

Draxton's face had already turned completely black. His attention was now completely focused on one thing.

Bella had been happily chatting with the clone and looking at him while ignoring Draxton.

Draxton clenched his fists tighter and tighter.

"Are you sure?' Isabella asked again.

Number Five looked at Isabella seriously and reassured, "I'm sure. They did many, but only five of us succeeded."

Isabella nodded and asked, "Why did they send you to Dominic?"

Then, Number Five looked toward Draxton and stated, "They said they wanted to humiliate him."

Isabella's face turned gloomy.

"Is that why that woman whips you?" Isabella looked at the wound on his face.

"Hmm..." Number Five was a little confused. "Is this considered as humiliating him by whipping me?"

"Of course!" Isabella raised her voice. 'You're Draxton's clone. If they whip you, they're humiliating Draxton."

Number Five fell silent and slowly lowered his head. He apologized guiltily, "I'm sorry."

Isabella was stunned. "Why are you sorry?"Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.

"He was humiliated because of me." Number Five felt very guilty.

Isabella fell silent.

Isabella looked at Draxton suspiciously and asked, "Draxton, you still have this trait?"

Isabella thought, "He is so cute. He is so naive and pitiful?"

Draxton was so awkward and fumed that no one could not look straight at him. Draxton glared at Number Five, wishing he could pounce and strangle Number Five.

That shameful thing!

Draxton wondered, How could I have such a trait?"

Isabella looked at Little Five again and questioned, Have you ever thought you were whipped today because you were implicated by Draxton? After all, they whip you to humiliate Draxton."

Number Five was stunned for a moment before he shook his head.

"I'm just a clone."

There was a short pause when he replied.