Chapter 348 A Package
It was a dark and gloomy night.
After sending another wretched man off, Isabelle got u p from the bed mechanically and put on her
shirt.
Wayne walked out of the room. When he saw Isabelle putting on her clothes, a lopsided grin
crossed his face and he sneered, "Almost everybody has already seen your naked body. I don’t
understand why you still want to put on some clothes."
Isabelle did not say anything in return. She just threw an indifferent gaze at Wayne and then turned
her head back once more.
Infuriated by her look, Wayne snarled, "Am I wrong? Everyone knows that you’re nothing but a
worthless slut."
Isabelle turned to look at him and said coldly, "Ha!
Says the man who needs his wife to pay back his debt with her own body. You truly have opened
my eyes, Wayne."
Wayne let out a coldugh. He walked up to Isabelle and gave her a p on the face. "You must
have a lot o f nerve to say that to me, you slut. Who do you think put me into this kind of situation in
the first ce? You should be thanking God that I''m still willing to give you clothes and food, so it''s
your responsibility to show some gratitude and help me pay back my debt." Isabelle thought she
hadpletely gotten used to her life. However, she still could not help clenching her hands into
fists right now.
She charged forward and scratched Wayne''s face. Filled with rage, she barked out, "I''m the heiress
of the Shelby Family! You will pay the price for treating me like this! Just you wait!"
Wayne curled his lips. He effortlessly grabbed Isabelle''s hands and flung her away. "Heiress? Who
do you think you are? Even though you bear the same surname as Susan, do you think you can be
compared t o her? Do you have a father who decides the fate of a country or a husband whose
wealth ispared to a nation? Isabelle Shelby, no matter how great one''s ambition is, if they are
destined to fail, they''ll fail. I don''t know if you have heard of this phrase before or not, but it''s
referring to you. You''re tenacious, I''ll give you that. Your body is dirty, yet you''re still able to
hypnotize yourself into refusing to see the truth. Perhaps I shouldpliment you instead, Miss
Tenacious?"
Something inside Isabelle''s brain snapped when she heard Susan''s name.
"I''m going to kill you!" She dashed toward Wayne like a lunatic.
However, her attempt was futile, as Wayne grabbed her neck in one quick and swift motion. As his
expression grew vile, he hissed, "You want to kill me? I''ll kill you first!"
"You..." Isabelle red at him.
Suddenly, the door was pushed open. Then, a cultured and elegant man emerged.
"You guys seem busy. Is this a bad time?" The man smiled.
"Who the hell are you? How did you get in here?" Wayne flung Isabelle to one side and red
vigntly at the man.
The man did not look like he hade here for pleasure.
Julian had nted some of his men to monitor them around the clock. Logically, this man should not
have had a chance to get close to them, as Julian''s men would stop anyone the moment they set
eyes on them.
Therefore, how had this mane in?
"You are worried about Julian''s guys, correct?" The man grinned. "Don''t worry, I’ve gotten rid of
them already. Besides, I''m quite capable myself, so I can assure you that Julian will not realize
anything is wrong for at least three days."
Isabelle and Wayne''s eyes glowed.
If Julian''s men were gone, did that mean that they could escape now?
Even though she was excited about it, Isabelle did not drop her guard and stared at the man. "Who
are you?" "Well, you don’t have to know who I am. All you have t o know is that Julian is my enemy
and I can help you escape from him." The man beamed at them.
"What proof do you have, and why should we trust you?" Wayne asked. He was worried that this
was just another trap.
The man smiled. Then, he went into the restroom and washed the makeup off his face.
When he came out of the restroom, both Wayne and Isabelle were stunned.
The man''s makeup technique was too magical. After h e washed everything off his face, he looked
entirely different from the man that hade in just now.
Most importantly, both of them knew the man standing right in front of them.
"You are... Joseph Shaw?" Isabelle asked, her toneced thick with disbelief.
Joseph smiled. "Yeah, it''s me. I guess my face is good enough to make you believe that I’m not on
good terms with Julian."
Everyone knew about the fight between Joseph and Julian. Isabelle swiveled her eyes in their
sockets and then asked, "What do you want? I''m afraid that I can’t help you."
"No, you can," Joseph said, offering Isabelle a knowing smile. "ording to what I''ve heard, you
have something in your hand. Give me that thing, and together we will destroy Julian and Susan!"
Isabelle''s eyes lit up.
She hated both Julian and Susan to the bone after what they had done to her. She was willing to do
anything to destroy both of them.
After half an hour, Joseph emerged from Wayne''s house. He had put on make-up anew, so he
looked nothing like himself anymore.
While facing the door, Isabelle threw her head backward andughed frantically. "Susan, in the end,
you will still fall into my hands. I''d like to see how you''re going to get out this time."
Wayne threw her a contemptuous look and said, "Stopughing and get going."
Joseph had put down all of Julian’s men, so now was their best opportunity to escape.
"You don''t say," Isabelle sneered.
Both of them packed their stuff as fast as possible and then walked toward the door.
When they tried to open the door, they realized that somebody had locked them up from the
outside.
What was happening?
Isabelle and Wayne hastily went to open the window but to no avail. All the windows were sealed as
well.
"Joseph! It must have been Joseph!" Isabelle’s face turned pale as a bad hunch stirred within her.
However, before they could do anything, an explosion was heard from behind them. They turned
their heads back and realized the kitchen was on fire.
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"Fire! Fire!" Isabelle was flustered.
"Don''t just stand there and shout like an idiot! Come and help me put the fire out!" Wayne shouted.
He went forward and tried to put out the fire, but the fire spread too quickly. Soon, the entire room
was engulfed by the fire.
Panic welled quickly inside of Isabelle and Wayne. They smashed the windows and the door for all
they were worth, but both the windows and the door were tightly locked. No matter how hard they
smashed them, they would not budge.
"Help! Help!” Isabelle shouted, but nobody responded.
The fire was getting bigger as Isabelle watched on. The heat seared her skin, and the smoke
clogged her airways. She fell on the floor as despair enveloped her whole body.
It was Joseph. It must have been him.
After getting what he wanted, the man was now trying to erase them from the surface of the world.
However, it was toote now.
They were trapped in an endless chrysalis of regret and pain, and the light soon left Isabelle and
Wayne’s eyes.
The fire had destroyed every piece of evidence.
Joseph had already gone far away. He turned his head around to look at the fire as a dark glint
shed across his eyes.
He had already gotten what he wanted. Isabelle was of no use to him anymore, and he could not
expose his whereabouts.
Dead men told no tales. Thus, Isabelle and Wayne had t o die.
Joseph studied the photo on his cell phone meticulously and expressionlessly. After a long while,
his lips curled up in a contorted grin.
''Julian, I''ve told you before. He whoughsst,ughs best. I would like to see who won this time.’
The next day was a sunny day.
Madam Shaw was sipping her tea when a servant brought in a package.