Having not driven for too long, Isabella arrived at Ethan Mark’s mansion. The way she met the mansion and the gate indicated that something indeed had happened.The gate to the compound and to the mansion of Ethan Mark was heavily guarded by Ethan’s Mark security guards; hence, when she approached it with her fancy car, she was not allowed to go in.Yet, it did not mean Isabella was going to sit in her car for too long. She came out of it and approached the guard, who was standing strategically at the gate."My child, where is she? She yelled. But the gaurd said nothing, as he was not given any directive by Mr. Smith to say anything to anyone aside from gaurding the gate of Ethan Mark."Where is Ethan?” Isabella yelled again. However, it did not mean the security guard answered"Step aside, ma’am, and return to your car. The security guard said eventuallyBut this was what Isabella was not even ready to hear."I want to take a look at my daughter. Tell your boss to let me see her. I m

"Are you sure of what you're saying?” Ethan asked."Do I look like I'm making this up? I saw him, and I can tell you more," Isabella said.Hence, right at this moment, Ethan said, "You can step in, Mr. Smith; this case just got interesting."Immediately as Ethan called on Mr. Smith to enter, without wasting any time, Mr. Smith answered and stood behind Ethan Mark."Isabella here has some great news for us," Ethan said, and right at this moment, he added, "Please repeat what you said to me the other time, Isabella?""The one who sent the ninjas of assassination missions to attack you is Davis John!"At the hearing of this, Mr. Smith opened his eyes wider, as if he had heard shocking news. And instantly, he took his gaze off Ethan and bowed.Ethan, understanding what this meant, said, "Not right away, Mr. Smith. Let us verify how our beautiful whistleblower came to know about Davis John being the one to send the Ninjas of assassination missions. Or is it one of her games to have us deal

"Well, Isabella, if you have indeed messed up everywhere in the restroom, then you should not be sitting on that sofa. As you can see, the things here are luxurious, and having you place your soiled butt on one of them is like staining a pristine white plane with reddish paint. Do you understand?" Ethan said."What?" Isabella exclaimed. She couldn't believe what Ethan had just said to her. But whether or not she adhered to Ethan’s words was a different matter.Either way, it was not as if Miss Vivian was ready to grant her peace."I said you should stand up, you disgusting thing! Master Mark, with your permission, let me use an iron hand on her," Miss Vivian snapped once again.Isabella hissed like a dubious snake crawling under green leaves to avoid detection. Consequently, she retorted, "I dare you, you lowly bastard. I dare you to try!" Isabella said."It's alright, Miss Vivian. You may return inside and continue your duty. Let the household handle this from here," Ethan said. Imme

With Mr. Smith's military skills, he was able to decipher something immediately."He is not among us, yet he is able to see us. He is not among us, yet he is able to hear our conversation."Quickly, he sprang into action and walked out from behind Ethan.At this moment, Ethan said nothing because Mr. Smith had already signaled to him, and right there, Isabella also followed suit.Either way, it did not mean Alexa would not say anything in Isabella’s ear."We must have misjudged Davis, Isabella. I think it will get pretty tense in here any minute.""Shhh," Isabella cautioned in a whisper; either way, it did not mean that Ethan or Mr. Smith did not hear her.Now, looking at her closely, something seemed odd about her. Mr. Smith couldn't fathom why she was still wearing the earpiece even when she was speaking to them, and they were close to her, even in the same living room."Are you working together with him?" Mr. Smith asked immediately.As he asked, Ethan turned to look at Isabella, b

Landing on the ground like an aircraft, the ninja stepped out of thin air. With strength and precision, he crafted his hands and legs into his swordsmanship stance like a master calligrapher composing an intricate brushstroke.Mr. Smith understood the gravity of the situation. He knew that the ninja was prepared to engage in a sword fight, and he was acutely aware of the devastating consequences if the ninja's blade made contact with him."If he manages to cut me, the poison will fester and won't be curable," Mr. Smith whispered to himself. "It's a trap," he muted to himself as he watched the ninja standing ready to attack him.The moment he muttered these words, he rose from the ground, and, with the ninja poised for a fight, Mr. Smith pointed his gun at him like a sentinel guarding the gates of a fortress, unwavering and resolute."Step any closer, and I'll blow your head off," declared Mr. Smith. However, this didn't guarantee that the ninja would heed his warning. as he already kn