Chapter 497 - Four Hundred And Ninety-seven: Playtimes Over (1/2)

The third point of view:

”Do you think this little protest of us would change our parent's minds?” Anabelle asked, leaning against Julie's chest. They were in the living room watching an old movie they found in Maya's drawer by chance.

”Little?” Isabella's brows raised, seemingly offended by the use of that word.

Anabelle shrugged, ”I'm just saying that is us teenagers against our grown parents. We're runaways and they could easily dismiss this act as a little tantrum and God knows we can't stay here for too long. We have a life out there, not in hiding,”

”Well, point of correction, you two...” she pointed to her cousin and her boyfriend, ”Are the runaways, we are just your accomplices,” Isabella clarified.

Just like Anabelle, she was cuddling with Pedro on the sofa. Unlike earlier, he had recovered from the blue ball attack however he still couldn't get his mind out of the gutter with her this close to him.

Isabella was his air and he couldn't breathe without her. He wondered how he could love someone like that - without holding back. It was crazy and definitely the best feeling in the world.

”Moreover,” Isabella told her, ”You should have more faith in yourself, Anabelle. Your father loves you like hell and if I'm right, he's probably on a meeting with your boyfriend's crafty's grandfather, for ways to bring us home,”

”My grandfather is not crafty,” Julie defended him without thinking. No matter what the old man did, he still loved him.

”Really? Are you talking about the man who tricked me into being engaged to his son?” Isabella challenged him.

”He did what he thought was right and let's be frank, it was punishment for trying to hurt me, ”Julie reminded her.

”Of course” Isabella snorted, ”An engagement for trying to hurt his beloved son? I don't understand such humor,”

”Can we change the topic?” Pedro was upset by the conversation. It was obvious that he was still offended by that ”imperial rule” decreeing his girlfriend's as a fiancée to another. It was a miracle he was tagging along when it was obvious he might get hurt in this game.

”Sure,” Anabelle readily agreed and didn't get to see the secret gesture between Isabella and her boyfriend.

”No,” Julie shook his head, ”We should go check the whole building out,” He grabbed Annabelle's hand, intending to pull her up.

The house was a three-story building that had seen better days. Niklaus had bought the whole of it, emptied its occupants, and yet did nothing with it. Not even to renovate the house and put it on the market. He just left it like that.

”But I haven't finished watching the movie yet,” Anabelle complained.

”Don't worry, I'll watch the movie from the top with you once we're back,” Julie promised, already getting her on her feet.

”Fine,” She grumbled, ”I pray this journey is worth leaving my movie for,” Anabelle let him pull her up.