CHAPTER 344: CHAPTER 344: MOTHER’S WHEREABOUTS

Isabella Weaver’s gaze fell on Christopher Weaver’s head.

Christopher stepped back several steps in fear!

He inexplicably felt that she really dared to smash!

"I’m your dad! Put down the club, let’s talk properly!"

"Weren’t you the one who picked up the club first? If we hadn’t snatched it away from you, we might’ve already been hit several times by now."

"How can that be the same? I’m your dad! It’s only right for me to discipline my daughter! As a daughter, you should be obedient and filial. Hitting me is outrageous! You’ll be struck by lightning when you go out!"

Cora Ginger’s eyes widened in disbelief, how could this dad be such a bastard, so unreasonable!

She had once envied Isabella for being born into the wealthy and prestigious Weaver Family, but now she realized how miserably Isabella had been living!

This Watch King was poised to beat his daughter to death at any moment, without a word!

Moreover, he felt it was entirely justified, and expected his daughter not to resist!

She snatched the club out of Isabella’s hand and stepped forward to hit Christopher on the head: "What kind of father are you? I’ll knock you dead! Knock you dead!"

Christopher never expected that the two girls around Isabella were both fierce and violent.

He was hit on the head several times, the pain was blinding!

He immediately grabbed the club and swung it fiercely at Cora Ginger’s head.

"Cora!"

Isabella rushed forward to stop him, but Natalie Niles pulled her back and then fiercely kicked the club out of Christopher’s hand.

Christopher’s wrist ached terribly, and he cried out and fell to the ground.

Rose Parker rushed over to support him, crying as she accused Isabella: "It’s one thing for you to hate me, but how could you hate your own biological father? You struck him so ruthlessly, are you trying to cripple him? You even kidnapped Ella, you have no humanity left!"

Her words only ignited Christopher’s already furious rage, pouring fuel on the fire!

His face grew dark as if storm clouds were gathering: "You turned out just as I expected, growing up to oppose and revenge against me! I should never have raised you; you should have died with your mother!"

Isabella picked up the club, weighed it, and then swung it fiercely at Rose Parker’s head.

Rose’s piercing scream echoed throughout the entire villa, bloodstains trickled down her face, looking miserable and horrific.

Isabella didn’t even look at her; she grabbed Christopher’s collar, her voice cold as ice: "If you don’t want to end up like her, tell me my mother’s whereabouts. My patience is limited!"

Cora thought letting Isabella hit her own dad might leave traces, so she snatched the club again and shouted fiercely: "Spill it! If you don’t, you’ll lose your head!"

Christopher glanced at Isabella, then at her two friends, his expression changed several times, and finally, he gritted his teeth and said: "I only know that Alexander Parker has already sent her abroad. There are people watching over her and taking care of her, and a doctor went along to ensure she’s alive. The living are valuable, but the dead have no value. So Shiely Morrison must be alive, go look for her!"

Isabella’s body wobbled, and she only managed to stand firm with Cora’s support.

Her mother is still alive?

She breathed a sigh of relief, feeling weak all over as if her strength had drained away.

What she feared most was hearing news of her mother’s death. Fortunately, it wasn’t; fortunately, fortunately.

Alexander Parker, that bastard!

He’s truly insane, wanting to keep Shiely Morrison alive, even providing her with a doctor, yet he insists on scaring her, telling her she had killed someone!