Isabella had no idea what was happening in the operating room. She initially wanted to check on Johan Niles and ask about his condition, but the nurse inford her that he had gone into the operating room to assist Director Valley.
She marveled at how dedicated Johan Niles was, thinking it was impressive that he was helping his ntor despite having a fractured wrist.
She received a call from Christopher Weaver. Accompanied by Connor and more than ten others, she left the hospital, leaving Harry Hunter protected by David and others.
She headed straight to the Weaver Family estate.
Christopher Weaver had evidently just returned from the company, dressed in a gray suit with a tie. His hair was impeccably combed, and his shoes were polished to reflect his image.
With naturally advantageous traits—tall stature and remarkable appearance—no one could suspect him of being a father who is constantly trying to push his daughter to the brink.
"Where is Ella? She called saying you kidnapped her?"
"Where is my mom?"
"She’s dead!"
"Then Ella is dead too. Apparently, all your affection for her was just a show."
Christopher Weaver is a well-known figure outside, constantly being flattered with titles like "President Weaver" and "Watch King." Yet in front of Isabella, he has no face whatsoever!
His face turned ashen, and veins bulged on his forehead: "Send your sister ho imdiately! If she loses a single hair, I will..."
"You’ll hit and then starve , not let eat, right!"
Isabella cut him off, her eyes filled with coldness: "I’m not a powerless child anymore. Now it’s your turn to be punished!"
"Good! Good! You’re capable now!"
Christopher Weaver glanced at the dozen bodyguards behind her, his anger surging to his head!
"I have no idea where your mom is! That lunatic Alexander Parker did this; go find him!"
"The person who called saying my mom was brought here was Ella! You say you don’t know, who would believe that?"
Rose Parker suddenly interjected: "Ella knows nothing; Alexander made her do this. Didn’t he say he would take you abroad and never co back? Where is he?"
"It seems no one cares about Ella’s well-being."
Isabella spoke calmly: "Connor, did you record the conversation just now? Make sure it’s played for Ella to give her so joy."
"Yes!"
"We truly don’t know where your mom is! Wasn’t she dead before? How did she co back alive? That person might just be using your mom’s na to deceive you, exploiting you against the Weaver Family!"
"It’s okay if you don’t know. As long as my mom isn’t returned, Ella will go without food. I wonder how many days she can starve?"
Christopher Weaver still worried about Ella. He had no sons and wanted to pass the family business on, relying only on Ella.
"You’ve kidnapped your sister; I’ll call the police right now! I refuse to believe you disregard even the police now!"
"If you call the police, firstly, I’ll imdiately execute her; secondly, I’ll imdiately sue you for malicious murder and daughter abuse!"
"You have no evidence; it’s sheer slander!"
"I don’t need evidence."
Isabella spoke with cool composure: "I just need to take you to court, reveal that I’m an illegitimate child, and expose my mom’s death. Your reputation will imdiately crumble! Once the image of the Watch King collapses, do you think anyone will still buy your products?"
"Your mom isn’t dead, is she?!"
"Oh? Then where is she? Hand her over."
Christopher Weaver found himself caught in her web after all his maneuvering, furious beyond asure!
He instinctively raised his hand to slap Isabella, but midway through the motion, his hand was forcibly restrained.
Connor’s voice was sharp: "Are you looking for death?"
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