Chapter 145 - One Hundred And Forty-five: Got Poisoned By My Daughter (1/2)

Isabella's point of view

That man called my father was smart, I underestimated him this time; he managed to crack down my hideout.

All my weapons were confiscated and destroyed and now, I was weaponless, but that was not a huge problem.

If push comes to shove, I'll just make another deal with Annabelle - but Pedro would not be used as our medium of exchange again; he belongs to me.

Pedro was back from school already, he was keeping me company since his mother was out again. Cecil was a very rich and busy woman, so our house had become Pedro's second home.

Cecil could hire a nanny to look after him but she wouldn't and there was a story behind it.

According to what I heard, the last nanny collided with some men to kidnap Pedro and get huge money from his mother. Unfortunately, their plan got busted and Pedro was rescued on time but the bad experience made him nanny less to date.

For some strange reasons Cecil trusted Maya at first sight, said she didn't have the greedy look in her eyes, not to talk of her innocent face.

Besides, this was a rich neighborhood with lots of security. It was mission impossible abducting anyone here; there were cameras everywhere.

Now Maya was gone, she had no choice than to trust Amanda with her son.

Right now, Pedro and I were in the living room watching some Asian television drama with subtitles.

Thanks to the quality treatment given to me the past days, the blisters on my body from the chickenpox infection were all dried and crusted.

Pedro was so immersed in the movie that he didn't notice me watching him. His skin was almost without pores, how could a boy be this handsome?

I reached out and poked his cheek with a finger, he turned and smiled sheepishly at me. Pedro was not shy, more like a quiet kid, he just didn't like speaking much.

But I felt strange, his smile made my heart begin to beat so fast, was I having a heart attack?

I withdrew my hand at once while his attention moved back to the movie and though I wasn't interested - more focused on his face - I decided to find out what's so interesting about it.

In the movie, the leading characters were in a sauna, the male was hearing a set of blue shirts and shorts with the female wearing the same- hers was in the color pink.

With a brown towel wrapped around their heads, the boy was chewing bubble gum while the girl was speaking to him about something I couldn't understand since I was following the movie from the very start.

Suddenly, the boy blew bubbles with the gum, drew closer to the girl, tilted his head, and pressed the bubble against the girl's lips as it popped and kissed her.

Did I stiffen, why?

I was chewing bubblegum.

My eyes connected with Pedro's who looked away with a flush while my throat dried up. Why was this place suddenly hot? Who put this movie in the first place?

Contrary to what people think, I'm a good kid. Why was Amanda trying to taint my innocent mind? I spat the gum away with a silent prayer, ”Lead me not into temptation”

”I'm going to get a glass of water, ” I said to Pedro who clearly looked uncomfortable, and ran out of the sitting room.

I took a deep breath - in and out, slowly- why was I so flustered? I've seen that man and Maya literally suck faces most times but I wasn't disturbed, then why was this one different?

I shut the fridge but was scared out of my mind when I saw my father standing before me.

”Christ, what was that for!”

Nicklaus gave me a dubious look,

”Why are you so jumpy? What sin did you commit this time?”

”The only sin I committed was being careless to get my tools discovered,” I told him, pouring myself a glass of water.

”I trusted you ”

”Your bad ” I lowered my glass and smirked at him, ”You shouldn't have. Blame God for giving you a smart daughter”

He threw his head exasperatedly,” Isabella, you f*cking spiked my coffee”

”I gave you the option of pouring it down the sink if you didn't want it ” I clarified.

”Because you told me it wasn't poisoned, ” He pointed out.

I closed the refrigerator ”Clearly, there's a big difference between poison and laxative”

”Who knows? The next time I might really get poisoned by my daughter”