37 Add Two Zeros


    A loud sound rang.


    Joseph knelt on the ground and covered his ears with his hands. His ears were ringing.


    His vision swam diagonally. He could still see Isabe wipe away her tears, rub her nose triumphantly in front of him, and then go round him, open the door and run away.


    Damn it! The door was closed. How could grandpa suddenly appear?


    He actually believed all the crap about being abused by her stepfather, and felt pity for her for a moment.


    This damn cunning woman!


    Isabe ran upstairs and locked the door, and then moved the bedside table to block the door.


    Although that hit could only let Joseph’s ears ring for minutes, it was enough for her to run upstairs, lock the door and arrange things.


    Although a door could not stop aggressive Joseph, Charlie was still at home. “Good grandson” Joseph should not smash the door tonight. As for tomorrow...


    .....


    Isabey tiredly on her back on the bed and sighed.


    ‘Just roll with the punches. If I had not escaped tonight, Joseph would definitely have tortured me to death with water.’


    She had been living this kind of life for all these years.


    Every day was filled with worry and fear. As long as she could not live on herself well, she would never be able to escape this kind of life.


    She had faked crying just now to escape from Joseph’s torture, but she did not lie about what she had suffered. Carl was really cruel to this step-daughter.


    If he failed to get a contract, ruined a business, or even stumbled on his way,


    Carl would beat her to vent his anger as long as he did not feel good.


    When he got really upset, he would drown her, hang her in the basement and whip her. That happened a lot. The thought of that suffocating moment made her feel dying was much easier.


    Isabe closed her eyes.


    No matter what, it was good to live one day at a time. She must think of a way to flee that hell with her mom as soon as possible.


    With that thought, she fell asleep.


    High-end soft queen bed could always banish all the anxieties and pains from the minds of those sleeping in it.


    Perhaps because Charlie was at home, Joseph did not mess with Isabe for the hitst night.


    Early in the next morning, Isabe sneaked out of the Wilson Manor while everyone else was still asleep. She did not want to run into Joseph.


    Past experience suggested that people’s anger would gradually subside after a period.


    That was to say, Joseph shouldn’t be that angry if they didn’t not meet until this evening. When the time came, she would tter him properly and y victim.


    Perhaps the problem would be solved then!


    Because at the very least, Joseph was raised by Charlie, so he still had some conscience. He would not p her without saying anything like Carl.


    Isabe thought as she walked towards the bus stop and bit the baguette she took out from the kitchen. However, she did not notice that behind the evergreen trees in the manor, someone was staring at her with the eyes of a hawk.


    Joseph was dressed in a smart ck sportswear with sweat on his forehead after the morning run.


    Gerry handed him a towel and followed the direction of his gaze. “Mr. Joseph, do you need me to bring Miss Isabe back now?” He asked.


    “No.”


    Joseph wiped the sweat and said indifferently, “Grandpa wants to see her show today. If she waste and told grandpa everything, the game would be hardly worth the candle. Let her be proud for a while.”


    “Master Wilson is going to Richmond Arts University today? He didn’t tell us about this...”


    “He said he wanted to surprise Isabe.”


    Joseph sneered in disdain. “Otherwise, what do you think I was doing at that shitty school yesterday? For those in girls? I’m not that low!”


    Gerry nodded. “It seems that he really likes Miss Isabe.”


    Joseph snorted. “Older people like those who know how to talk in a pleasant way. This liar excels in that. So of course, grandpa likes her!”


    ...


    In the dressing room of Richmond Arts University.


    ...


    Isabe put one foot on the stool and lifted the hem of her skirt excitedly. “My dors, I’ming for you right away!”


    Jane tidied up her costumes while expressing her disdain. “It’s just ten thousand bucks. There is no need to get so excited.”


    “You don’t understand.”


    “This is the first time our school made such a generous offer. When did they make money a prize ever? I’ve got stacks of certificates and notebooks as prizes. Can they be used as money?” Isabe said seriously.


    “Then calm down. I know you are the best dancer in your department. But if you made a mistake because of excitement and won only the second prize, you money would be halved!”


    “Shut up! Don’t jinx me! That 10,000 must belong to me!”


    “You greedy bastard. You dare to hit me. I’ll never make costumes for you.”


    The two of them were fooling around when screams came from outside the dressing room.


    A handsome man in a white suit walked in. He took off his sunsses and smiled warmly, “Isabe, you look gorgeous today.”


    “Lukas!”


    When Isabe saw him, she immediately turned into ady. She hurriedly took her foot off the stool and tidied up her dress with her face as red as a rose. “What are you doing here?”