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Andrew was indeed angry, but his frustration with Isabella was only a small part of the storm brewing inside him. More than that, he felt deep sympathy for Isabella and a burning anger toward Lilian.
Earlier that day, while at work, Andrew had received a text from an unknown number, with just one sentence and a photo.
“Look who this is.”
He had checked the sender’s number, finding nothing helpful, but the photo grabbed his attention—there was Isabella, laughing and chatting with Jared.
Just a single photo was enough to stir Andrew’s emotions, and so he brought his work home to finish. He’d noticed the closeness between Jared and Isabella long ago, but trusting her completely, he hadn’t thought much of it. Now, he was left wondering who would send such a photo.
The sender’s clear intention to cause trouble and stir malice toward Isabella became obvious. And now, Andrew knew it was Lilian.
“Are there any other parts of your body that are injured?” Andrew asked softly, gently rubbing the bruise on the back of Isabella’s hand.
His focus on the task at hand was evident, but his mind was elsewhere. Isabella, misinterpreting his silence, obediently offered up other injuries for him to treat.
When every bruise had been tended to, Andrew placed the ointment back in the kit. Isabella, with her big eyes full of curiosity, asked, “Darling, are you still angry with me?”
At the same time, Andrew looked at her, his gaze soft but serious.
“Do you need me to help you solve your problems this time?”
Their voices overlapped, and after hearing each other’s words, both of them paused.
Isabella was the first to smile.
“I’ve already dealt with those people. I’ll see what Lilian does next. It’s not wise to confront the Perkins family head-on right now.”
Even though the Perkins family’s influence had waned recently, they still held power in Estresa, and Isabella didn’t want to drag the Klein Group into it just yet. If she needed help later, she wouldn’t hesitate to reach out to Andrew.
Andrew nodded, his eyes locked on Isabella as he replied, “I’m a little angry, but don’t overthink it. It would be strange if I didn’t feel something seeing you hurt.”
He paused, then added, “I’ll cook you a special dinner tonight. If you finish it all, my anger will fade.”
Isabella was taken aback. How could he cook for her while saying he was angry? Furthermore, the thought of her eating his meal to make him feel better made Isabella’s heart flutter. If anyone had said something like that to her before, she would’ve been confused. But now, she understood—and her heart melted in the process. Andrew always seemed to show her a deeper, more profound kind of love than she ever imagined.
Isabella was deeply moved. As Andrew stood to put the medicine kit away, she reached out and grabbed his arm. Turning toward her, Andrew was met with a kiss.
The kiss was soft and full of love—Isabella’s gratitude and affection conveyed in that single moment. When the kiss ended, they clung to each other, their smiles soft and content.
“Okay, I’ll put this away, and you get some rest. I’ll call you when dinner’s ready,” Andrew said, his voice warm.
“Okay.”
Andrew led Isabella to the bedroom, placing a kiss on her forehead before heading downstairs. He pulled out his phone and made a call.
On the side of the road, a sleek black luxury car sat parked, its back door wide open, with Lilian sitting inside, admiring her nails. Standing beside the car were five bodyguards, looking worse for wear. They were explaining the details of their failed attempt to capture Isabella.
“I’m sorry, Miss Perkins, but Isabella is really skilled. We couldn’t bring her here.”
The air hung heavy with silence, save for the sounds around them. Lilian withdrew her hand and glanced at them.
“Really skilled?”
The men hung their heads. As bodyguards trained by the Perkins family, they had been tasked with capturing what they’d assumed was a delicate woman, only to fail miserably—and even get beaten. They were embarrassed.
Lilian’s sharp gaze turned cold as she looked at them.
“When you return, you’ll be punished accordingly.”
The men didn’t dare to argue, instead replying in unison, “Yes.”
Lilian kicked the car door, and with a sharp bang, the door slammed shut. The luxury car sped off into the night.
Meanwhile, Andrew stood by the floor-to-ceiling window, his gaze locked on the lawn outside.
“Pull up the Perkins family’s files from back then, and…”
On the other end of the line, a voice replied immediately, “Yes.”
Moments later, Andrew’s phone pinged with a message. It was a “Confidential” file sent to him.
At the same time, the turmoil caused by the Perkins family rippled through society, and the head of the Qiviut Organization’s mission team was soon informed.
Upon reviewing the information, the head called a meeting.
Isabella was stirred awake by the sound of her phone ringing. She answered it, and Jared’s voice filled the room.
“Boss, have you seen? There’s a new mission.”
Isabella’s thoughts sharpened in an instant.
“I’ll check it out now.” She accessed the internal system, pulled up the message from her superior, and her expression darkened.
“Emergency mission. The Perkins family in Estresa… to be handled by Rose and Wasp. All departments in Estresa will provide cooperation.”
Her codename was Rose. Wasp was Jared. If both were being activated simultaneously, that meant only one thing—this was a five-star special operation.
A sense of urgency settled over Isabella. Without hesitation, she pulled out her phone and sent a message to Jared.
“Meet me at Homelight Club at seven tonight.”
The moment the message was sent, the bedroom door swung open.
Andrew stepped in.
“You’re up?”
“Yeah.” Isabella swiftly locked her phone screen. But Andrew’s gaze flickered downward, catching a glimpse of Jared’s name before the screen went dark.
Isabella met his eyes.
“Honey, I need to take care of something tonight.”
Andrew’s hand dropped slightly. A brief pause, then a small nod. His gaze lowered.
“Okay, I understand. Do you need a ride?”
“No need. I’ll be back as soon as I can.”
During dinner, Andrew clearly sensed something weighing on Isabella. But instead of pressing, he quietly moved her favorite dishes closer to her.
Isabella glanced up.
“Thank you, dear.”
After dinner, she drove straight to the Homelight Club, a business under Homelight Enterprise—the perfect place for a discreet meeting. Her encounter with Lilian at the park earlier had been a minor issue. But what their new mission entailed? That was an entirely different game.
The Perkins family had a web of intricate connections.
The Qiviut Organization was dedicated to national and international security. And Isabella and Wasp were expected to unearth the Perkins family’s long-standing Illegal activities and dismantling them, coordinating with the organization and security forces—this wouldn’t be easy. A solid strategy was crucial. That was why Isabella needed to meet with Jared.
Three hours passed in the private lounge, yet their plan still lacked clarity. As they descended the stairs, some men suddenly stepped into their path.
“Mr. Cooper, Miss Perkins would like to see you.”
Both Isabella and Jared froze, exchanging a quick glance. Their eyes flicked toward the private room from which men in black had emerged.
Inside, lounging on the sofa, Lilian gazed at them with an unreadable expression, her chin resting lightly on her hand.