Chapter 250 - Two Hundred And Fifty: Whos Your Mother (1/2)

The third point of view

The ride back home was torturously slow, Isabella was impatient. She wished they've landed already, the waiting was now getting on her nerves. Niklaus had no idea they were returning to this city, not that it bothered her - perhaps, it would to Jennifer however, she had never listened to his words anyway.

Speaking of Jennifer, the woman had not slept a wink and had been watching that video non-stop. Though Isabella didn't exactly like her, she still couldn't help but sympathize with her - another broken heart in Niklaus's wake.

Isabella was hell-bent on looking into that woman's background that she had been scrutinizing Reina's photographed image for close to an hour while Neon slept on her body.

”Who are you really?” Isabella stared at the picture on her phone, questions filling her head with limited answers. If that was Maya, why didn't she come for her? What was the probability that the woman was Maya and not her doppelganger or something?

Thankfully, an hour more, and they finally landed in the city. After retrieving their bags from the baggage collection, all were set to go when Isabella felt a sudden pain in her stomach.

”What is it?” Jennifer glanced over her with concern.

”I think I might have to visit the toilet,” Isabella doubled over when the slight throe cut across her stomach, ”Must be that food I ate on the plane?”

”Alright, I haven't eaten anything yet, so Neon and I would be waiting for you in the eatery over there….” she gestured to one of the airport eateries, ”Come and find us when you're done,”

”Fine,” She took Isabella's luggage from her as the girl rushed to find the nearest restroom.

Once found, Isabella moved into one of the empty cabinets and flushed out all of the contents in her stomach- spending thirty minutes in there in summary.

”Oh!” She exclaimed, stretching herself, ” That feels good,” And hardly got out of the toilet when a little girl jolted into her.

”Sister! Sister!” the girl tugged on her clothing, ”Help me, some evil men are after me,”

Isabella opted to ignore her knowing this was the airport filled with many dishonest people and scammers. Who knew who sent this one?

”Let go, who's your sister? ” Isabella pulled free her clothes from her grasp and made to move when that girl grabbed her again. But this time, the girl who seemed to be around Neon's age, grabbed her leg and refused to let go.

”Sister, please,” The girl pleaded ”Save a soul in distress, those men are evil- I don't want to go with them. They don't treat me well, it's lucky that I escaped from them,”

Honestly, a one-third part of Isabella's heart was touched by her words but she was too cautious - this could be a trap.

”Alright, let go of me first,” She tried to trick the girl but the little one was smarter than she looked.

”No sister, you're lying!” She tightened her grasp, whining.

Isabella looked around, people were pointing and giving her strange looks. This girl was set on making her life miserable.

”Fine, get up,” Izzy gave in at last.

”No,” she shook her head stubbornly.

”Stand up while I'm still being generous,” She threatened through gritted teeth.

The girl gave Isabella a doubtful look, reluctantly letting go and standing to her feet. At that moment, her eyes caught the arrival of a group of men in suits, searching around for someone - her.

Oops, mom was going to skin her alive, Ailee thought - The fury of that woman was not to be underestimated!

Ailee hoped Allen had not been caught. They had an inkling their mom would track down their disappearance once reported, they just never surmised she would find them this quickly.

Their finding led to her being separated from Allen, her twin brother. The moment they arrived, lo and behold was their mom, looking like an angel of death in black clothing thoroughly with her entourage.

”Welcome,” Was the only comment mom made and all hell broke loose as they made a run for it.

Finally, here she was, running for her life.

Isabella's brows raised when she saw the arrival of those men in black suits and the way the kid hid behind her - something was not right. These men looked nothing like kidnappers, if anything they were almost comparable to the guards her father always placed around her.

She had not fully assessed the situation when the girl grabbed her hand and ran in the direction of the restroom - Isabella allowed her to do so. Things just got interesting and she was going to see to the end of it.

Isabella had always been a smart kid and was able to figure out that the little girl was lying to her - neither was she a scammer. Using her own situation as a reference, Isabella was able to reckon that the kid was from a prominent family and was running from being captured back home. Well, she would play along.

”That was close,” Ailee puffed, leaning against the kitchen sink while Isabella peered out through the door, checking the situation outside

”You,” Isabella faced her, ”What's your name?”

”Me?” She touched her chest.