Chapter 459

Behind the storage room, there was a window, outside of which some sycamore trees were planted. The dense branches and leaves scattered the streetlight's glow. At this moment, the light and shadows fell on Isabella and Seb, creating a beautiful, mottled scene that framed their silhouettes.

So when Quentin came around, he saw Isabella and Seb embracing each other.

Quentin froze, his hands at his sides clenching tightly.

Just then, footsteps from outside the door began to come in one after another.

Someone let out a muffled grunt, and someone went to turn on the wall light.

That person pressed the switch several times, but the overhead light didn't respond at all.

It turned out to be a broken light.

Isabella let out a sigh of relief. Under Quentin's gaze, she and Seb had been kissing for several minutes.

Quentin's gaze felt like a knife cutting through her. She had to endure Seb's passion while worrying that Quentin might rush over, making her feel like a tightly strung bow, extremely uncomfortable.

Seb felt the sweat on her back and finally couldn't bear to let her suffer any longer, slowly ending the kiss.

Isabella leaned against his chest, listening to their intense heartbeats, her breathing gradually calming down.

A dull sound came from the other end of the shelf, showing that something had been smashed to the ground.

Wriggling out of Seb's embrace, Isabella looked outside through the gaps in the shelves.

Bruno and Esme were tied up with ropes, sitting on a wooden bench nearby.

Wade had smoked two cigarettes outside the door, then walked in, his gaze sweeping over the two of them. "So, Mr. Black, have you thought it over?"

"Bastard!" As soon as the tape on Bruno's mouth was torn off, he started cursing, "I'm your biological father, how can you do this to me?"

Wade took a document from one of his men, walked over, and squatted in front of him. "Mr. Black, I'm still your son. Didn't you also have the heart to harm me? Don't think you can push everything onto Quentin and get away with it. Do you really think I'm stupid? If you hadn't tacitly approved back then, how could I have suffered so much outside for all these years? In the end, I had to pretend to be crazy just to survive."

"What nonsense are you spouting? When did I ever harm you?" Bruno asked.

Wade sneered, "Stop pretending, Mr. Black. I know you better than anyone. There's no need to put on an act in front of me."

"Wade, what you're doing is breaking my heart." Bruno's face was full of anguish.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed that his own son would turn against him!

When Wade tied Bruno up, he didn't show any mercy, not treating Bruno as his father at all.

Bruno had been thinking about Wade all these years. As soon as he found out Wade was still alive, he immediately sent people to search. Bruno had taken great risks, avoiding Quentin's surveillance, to rescue Wade.

"Heartbroken?" Wade suddenly became agitated, the smile disappearing from his face. He stared at Bruno with wide eyes. "Do you think I don't know? Back then, because I had sex with Lova, it provoked Quentin, and to please Esme, you tacitly allowed Quentin to torture me. You just didn't expect Quentin's power to grow so much that you were also doomed. That's when you remembered me, your biological son, then had me brought back. You don't need me as a son; you need a legitimate tool to take over the Black Family."

Isabella was shocked, instinctively looking at Quentin.

But Quentin stood there quietly, listening to everything calmly.

When Wade mentioned having sex with Lova, Quentin didn't seem to react.

Or rather, Quentin probably already knew about it, so he didn't react.

It was the first time Isabella had heard about it, leaving her bewildered.

No matter what, Lova was Wade's half-sister, Isabella couldn't believe Wade had done such a terrible thing to Lova!

Bruno gritted his teeth, wishing he could slap Wade across the face.

But Bruno's hands and feet were tightly bound, and his anger was in vain.

Wade sneered, slapping the document in his hand onto Bruno's face. "You're going to hand over the Black Family to me sooner or later, so why not do it now? As long as you still acknowledge me as your son, don't worry, I won't let you die."

"Bastard, if I had known you would turn out like this, I wouldn't have brought you back!" Bruno roared.

"Too late." Wade placed the document on the ground and took out a knife, waving its sharp blade. "Mr. Black, I'll give you ten seconds."

"Ten, nine, eight." Wade slowly counted down.

When Wade finished, Bruno still didn't relent.

After all, Bruno experienced a lot so he wouldn't be easily forced into a corner by Wade's words.

"Wade, if I die because of you today, it will be my karma." At the brink of life and death, Bruno became calm. "If you want to kill me, go ahead. I have nothing more to say. As for the Black Family, if you have the ability, take it yourself."

Wade chuckled, "I knew you were stubborn. But even the most stubborn people have weaknesses."

As he spoke, Wade's gaze slowly shifted to Esme's face.

Esme seemed to understand something when she met Wade's eyes.

Wade walked towards Esme.

Bruno frowned, "Bastard, what are you going to do? She's your stepmother!"

"Stepmother? I even had sex with my own sister. Do you think I wouldn't dare to harm Esme?" Wade's smile turned wicked.

Wade lifted Esme's chin, leering at her. "I've never tasted a stepmother before."

"Bastard, you dare!" Bruno shouted.

"Considering you gave birth to someone as delicate as Lova, you as her mother shouldn't be any worse, right?"

"Bastard!" Bruno coughed violently, his face turning red.

But all Bruno could do now was roar.

Ignoring Bruno's roars, Wade pushed Esme to the ground and straddled her.

There was a ripping sound of fabric tearing, followed by Esme's scream.

"Mom." Isabella wanted to rush out but was held back by a hand.

Isabella looked up at Seb's eyes.

Seb shook his head at Isabella, signaling her not to interfere.

Outside, another scream echoed.

Accompanied by Bruno's incessant cursing, the entire storage room was filled with noise.

Isabella turned her head to see Esme's clothes torn to shreds.