Chapter 284

Seeing that Holden was getting more and more enthusiastic, Isabella pursed her lips and looked helplessly at Atticus.

Atticus had been nagged by Holden all the way, and now that he had finally gotten rid of Holden, he quickly coughed and took out his phone to indicate.

"Sorry, I'll make a call to Dad first. You guys go ahead."

"Uncle Atticus, You can't leave me alone!"

Isabella reached out to walk with Atticus, but the next second she was pulled into the car by Holden, "Atticus is busy, we'll wait for him at home."

With that, he signaled the bodyguard to drive.

On the way back home, Holden didn't miss the chance to talk to Isabella about his admiration for Nolan.

"Isabella, I'm not lying to you, that Nolan really looks good. If you were with him, it would definitely be much better than being with that jerk Michael."

The more he talked, the more it sounded wrong.

Isabella's eyes widened instantly, and she couldn't care less about the bodyguard in the car, immediately retorting.

"Uncle Holden, you can't say things like that. Not to mention that Michael and I haven't divorced yet, even if we did, I can't just be with Nolan right after divorce, can I?"

"If this gets out, what will happen to the Wilson family's reputation? What will people say about the relationship between our two families? Or are you saying I must be entangled with the Brown family?"

Isabella took a deep breath, afraid that Holden wouldn't be able to handle it.

She really wanted to ask if his brain was muddled.

He didn't even think about it, she was still pregnant with Michael's child. If she got together with Nolan, wouldn't that mess up the relationships and ethics?

When the child was born, should they call Michael "Dad" or "Uncle"?

She had to make it clear to Holden that this kind of thinking was unacceptable.

Besides, she only had friendship and familial affection for Nolan. How could she use him as a substitute just because he looked like Michael?

That would be unfair to Nolan and to Michael as well.

After all, she chose to marry Michael because she liked him enough, not for any other reason.

Isabella's words made Holden have to rethink.

Soon, he realized something was wrong.

Yeah, why should his beloved Isabella divorce Michael Brown and still have to marry another Brown?

Isabella wasn't that desperate!

"That's right, why should you have to be with a Brown? Our Isabella is so beautiful, why worry about finding a good man?"

Actually, it wasn't his fault for thinking this way.

In Holden's impression, the reason Isabella liked Michael so much was simply because of his good looks.

Thinking that there was now a Nolan who looked very similar to Michael, and Nolan spoke and acted in a steady manner.

He immediately had the idea of using Nolan as a substitute for Michael.

Let Isabella fulfill two wishes at once.

However, he seemed to have oversimplified the matter.

At this moment, the car stopped in front of the villa, and Holden also stopped talking.

After a while, Atticus, who had finished his call, came over. Isabella had already changed into casual clothes and was sitting on the sofa.

She was holding a bowl of hot porridge made by Cinda.

After Atticus came over, he waited for her to finish eating before talking about the main issue.

"Isabella, at that time, almost all the vehicles escorting you were on Elysian Bridge, but your car disappeared on the way. Did something happen?"

Atticus knew that their bodyguards were all well-trained and would never do anything out of line unless Isabella gave the order.

So, he was worried if Isabella had encountered something on the way.

Knowing that she couldn't hide this from Atticus, Isabella didn't plan to conceal it.

She nodded, "At that time, I received a call, Harper appeared, the situation was urgent, I didn't have time to think, so I had the car turn around and went to Glamour Oasis."

"It was also at that time that I noticed the Brown family's bodyguards following our car. Not knowing what they were up to, I had the others continue on the original route while I quietly left with some people. I just didn't expect..."

That such a serious accident would happen.

Thinking of the bodyguards who usually protected her getting seriously injured, and some even losing their lives on the spot, Isabella felt waves of sadness.

If she could have predicted the consequences, she would never have let them enter Elysian Bridge.

"Uncle Atticus, how are they now?"

Atticus's tone was heavy, "Those who were seriously injured, the Wilson family will provide them with the best medical care. As for those who didn't make it, the Wilson family will give a large compensation to ensure their families' future lives."

Isabella nodded, "When things settle down, I want to personally visit their families."

Atticus patted Isabella's hand comfortingly, "Alright, this explosion came too suddenly. The matter is still under investigation. Once everything is handled, I'll go with you."

"However, what we need to focus on now is why this happened. We need to know that our Wilson family vehicles are the most secure, but at the scene, our vehicles were not only severely burned but also had signs of strong impact."

Hearing this, Holden's eyes darkened, "Atticus, I suspect this was a premeditated explosion, and their target was likely Isabella."

This was not an accident at all.

If it were just a sudden explosion, why were only the Wilson family's vehicles reduced to fragments, with the highest casualties?

Isabella's heart tightened.

Thinking of the shock she felt when she saw the explosion on her phone, with hundreds of cars affected, hundreds injured, and some losing their lives on the spot.

She didn't know when she had offended such a big figure.

Who could be behind this?

Who had the power and background to plan such a large-scale car accident just to kill her?

Suddenly, a suspicious face appeared in Isabella's mind.

She clenched her fists and said, "Uncle Atticus, I have a suspect. Maybe she can help us solve this mystery."

"Who?"

Atticus and Holden looked at Isabella simultaneously. Under her serious expression, a bodyguard brought in a person with hands and feet tied.

"Take off the black cloth on her head."

At Isabella's command, the bodyguard pulled off the black cloth covering the kneeling person's head, revealing a face full of fear and panic.

It was Harper, who had been captured.

She had been blindfolded all the way, and now suddenly exposed to the sunlight, Harper instinctively lowered her head to avoid it until she adjusted to the indoor light.

Only then did she see the three people sitting in front of her.

Two sharp-eyed men were looking at her with hostility, and the petite woman sitting between them, Harper recognized at a glance.

After all, she wanted to scar that face more than anyone.

"Isabella!"

Harper took a deep breath, her face as white as paper, trembling as she spoke, "Even if you turn into a ghost, I'm not afraid of you!"