Pampered by My Secret Husband

It was from that day when Isabel left together with Young Master Shannon that Isabel lost contact with him.

He thought it was just two young people enjoying their own little world and didn’t want to be disturbed by him; thinking back now, he had been utterly wrong!

”Where’s Cecilia Branford?” Andres lifted his head, his gaze viciously locking onto Sophie Sullivan.

Sophie Sullivan let out a derisive laugh, the coldness in her eyes laced with mockery. ”Uncle, isn’t Cecilia Branford sitting right in front of you? Or are you talking about that imposter Isabel?”

”You...” Andres choked, his neck instantly strangled tight by someone. Derek Clark, expressionless, warned him, ”Watch your words. In front of Miss Cecilia Branford, you’re not allowed to be presumptuous!”

Sophie Sullivan pick up the phone, and right in front of Andres, she called Lucifer. ”Lucifer, let him see Isabel.”

”Alright.”

Lucifer pointed the mobile phone camera lens at Isabel, whose nose and face were beaten black and blue. Isabel’s face was covered in blood; those light blue eyes, without the cover of colored contacts, were exposed completely.

Isabel saw Andres and immediately cried out, ”Uncle, save me... save me!”

Sophie Sullivan sneered, turning the camera lens toward herself. ”Isabel, calling your daddy ’Uncle,’ doesn’t your conscience hurt?”

Isabel stared at Sophie Sullivan’s face as if she’d seen a ghost. It was her... it really was her...

At the warm springs that time, the woman she’d seen wasn’t a ghost; it had really been Cecilia Branford.

Isabel panted heavily, her whole body trembling like a sieve. ”You... why aren’t you dead yet?”

The voice had barely fallen when her body, which had been held up by the men in black, was sent flying by Lucifer’s furious kick. ”Shut up!”

Andres now realized the gravity of the affair. Seeing Lucifer also involved in it made him even more flustered.

So that means, how many people know about this?

If it was only a small number of people, he could silence them all to protect his position.

And the wealth he had finally managed to obtain.

But now... with Lucifer involved as well, did that mean Duke Charles also already knew?

His sister-in-law and the Duchess were as close as sisters. At that time, when they made a move on Cecilia Branford, they had deliberately chosen the moment when Lucifer left Country F for treatment.

Back then, all of the Duchess’s attention was focused on Lucifer; no one noticed Cecilia Branford’s movements, which gave him the perfect chance to strike.

Everything went so smoothly; Isabel had even successfully fooled everyone and took Cecilia Branford’s place.

He hadn’t expected... never in a million years expected that Cecilia Branford hadn’t died!

Not only had she not died, she had come back...

She had come back with a heart full of revenge...

Sophie Sullivan hang up the phone, not interested in watching Isabel’s ”I’ve-seen-a-ghost” expression. She casually tossed the mobile phone aside and looked at Andres with a half-smile.

”Seeing me, are you that surprised?”

”Cecilia Branford, is there some misunderstanding here?” Andres tried to ease the tension.

He had completely forgotten that just a moment ago, he had pulled out a pistol, trying to secretly get rid of Sophie Sullivan.

”Heh.” Sophie Sullivan coldly laughed, a flash of ferocity passing through her eyes. ”Andres, you really are forgetful. A misunderstanding? When you pulled out a pistol and aimed it at me just now, were you just trying to joke around with me?”

Andres closed his eyes briefly. He had miscalculated...

He hadn’t expected that she would have arranged so many people in the suite. If he had known, he would never have been stupid enough to walk into his own death.