Chapter 480 - Four Hundred And Eighty: Your Daughter Kidnapped My Daughter (1/2)

The third point of view:

”Here, here, over here!” Reina directed the workers who carefully brought in the four-poster canopy bed into Ailee's new room. She never thought that decorating her daughter's room could be exhausting, yet thrilling at the same time.

Since Ailee was not the barbie in a princess world type of girl - more of a tomboy actually - they had given the room an all-white backdrop with hot pink accents and fashionable purples giving it a rich and glamorous look.

However, aside from the workers bringing in the canopy bed, Allen could be seen helping around the room diligently. How had that happened? Well, his sister came up with another ploy that landed him into helping out with the room decoration.

”Sis, don't you mind Neon coming over to help me?” Allen suggested innocently, however bad intention was boldly written all over his face. He would not suffer this alone; the boy was covered in paint as a result of helping out the workers.

But then Ailee saw through his plan and smirked,” Oh, don't worry about Neon, he's doing a good job here,” Ailee was smug gesturing to Neon currently fanning her.

”Yes, I'm busy, Allen,” Neon proudly refused him, while diligently fanning her royal highness, Ailee, who was seated comfortably in the corridor, observing the ongoing work in her room.

Allen gritted his teeth, his fists clenched as he wished he could tear Neon apart. What was wrong with him? Neon was supposed to be on his side for Christ's sake! Fine, her sister won in this round, he would make sure victory was his the next time.

With a growl, he picked the tin cans he was asked to dispose of and left while Ailee cackled at his misery. Revenge sure felt good.

”Where should we keep the dresser?” Reina asked Niklaus who was active as well in their daughter's room decoration.

They had chosen to decorate it themselves instead of hiring an interior designer. Moreover, he was at home today, hence it was a good opportunity to spend time with the kids.

”I think over there should be better,” He pointed at a corner of the room.

”You sure that's a good spot?” she contemplated her husband's choice.

”Yes, or we can -” his phone rang, interrupting him. Niklaus picked up in her presence - he had nothing to hide from his wife anymore (except his plans of getting her pregnant)

”Hello Eden,” He answered, quite surprised at why he was calling. Did something happen?

”We have a problem,” Eden said and honestly, Niklaus was not surprised by that comment any more. Their family always had problems.

”What now? Who was kidnapped and who are we killing next?”

”It's your daughter,”

”Alright. Wait, what?!”.

”And she kidnapped Anabelle,”

”What?!” Niklaus shouted a second time. That sounded outrageous, why would Isabella do that? She loves Anabelle - at least a little.

”You know what?” he told Eden, ”Come over to my place. My head is kind of whirling right now,”

”Fine. I'll be there before you know it,”