Chapter 334
Michael's voice was as cold as ice, revealing his true nature-arrogant and ruthless.
To him, everyone except the one he loved was just like merchandise.
Bianca was utterly shaken.
From the moment Michael mentioned Auroria, her body began to tremble uncontrollably.
He was the one who sent her to that hellhole. How could Michael not know what it was like there?
It was no place for a human being.
Calling it hell on earth wouldn't be an exaggeration.
And as a woman, the only way she could survive there was by using her beauty and body to buy temporary safety and stability. What other choice did she have?
All of this was orchestrated by Michael.
Though it was only a month or two, it felt like a lifetime to her.
Michael would never know what she had to do to survive.
She had endured the filthiest things. If she hadn't met that man by chance, she might have been tortured to death by now.
Those dark memories flooded her mind, and Bianca was instantly consumed by hatred.
"Michael, do you really think I'm still afraid of you? You can send me to Auroria all you want, I don't care. But you'll never find Isabella."
"Do you really think I'd let you take advantage of me and then let that bitch Isabella go, so you can have your happy little family reunion?"
"You're dreaming. I'm telling you, I never planned to let Isabella leave here alive. She and her bastard child must die. Neither of them will survive."
Bianca's eyes were bloodshot as she screamed.
Ever since Isabella married Michael, everything she had was taken away. Now her family was destroyed, her parents were dead.
What did she have left?
Why did fate treat her this way? What did she do wrong?
She was filled with hatred.
She wanted everyone she hated to die.
Especially Isabella.
Her parents were dead because of Isabella. Why did Isabella get to live happily? It wasn't fair!
Even Michael, who had hated Isabella for years, had fallen in love with that bitch.
Everyone who truly cared about her was gone.
If she couldn't have it, neither could Isabella.
"You want to know where Isabella is? I'll tell you. Before you came, I had someone ready to take her to a cliff and push her off. She'll be dead by now."
"Even her bastard child won't survive."
"Hahaha, because they both deserve to die!"
"Shut up!"
Michael grabbed Bianca from the ground, glaring at her fiercely. "Isabella won't die. She won't! Tell me where she is!"
If Isabella wasn't still in her hands, he would have torn her apart.
But now that Isabella was missing, he had to get some useful information from Bianca.
Isabella couldn't be harmed.
He was waiting for his child to be born, waiting for her to hold the baby at home, waiting for the child to call him "Daddy."
As long as he got a clue from Bianca, everything would still be in time.
But Bianca was determined to keep her mouth shut.
She looked indifferent. "I told you, she's already been taken to the cliff by my people. If you want to find her, go search every cliff. I don't know exactly where."
But after saying this, Bianca felt immense regret.
If she hadn't been so focused on getting with Michael, she would have arranged for someone to kill Isabella.
Now that Isabella had escaped, Bianca was filled with regret.
Seeing Bianca deliberately stalling, Michael suddenly realized something and stood up abruptly.
He threw a cold remark at her, "Bianca, do you think I only brought a few people? If you won't talk, someone else will."
He could grab anyone outside and get some information.
Instead of wasting time here with this lunatic, it was better to quickly send people to track Isabella's whereabouts while there was still time.
"Michael, don't go. I'll tell you where she is."
Seeing Michael about to leave her, Bianca panicked.
She couldn't let him find Isabella.
But Michael didn't believe a word she said anymore and strode out of the warehouse.
Outside, another team had already subdued the people outside the warehouse, waiting for Michael.
Before the bodyguard could say anything, Michael asked, "Did any vehicles leave here recently?"
The bodyguard was stunned and quickly replied, "A motorcycle."
A motorcycle?
Michael frowned. If Bianca wanted to move someone, she would use a van or something. A motorcycle was too conspicuous, definitely not Isabella.
"You, go in and interrogate Bianca about Isabella's whereabouts. Report any news immediately."
"The rest of you, check all the exits. Detain any suspicious vehicles."
Michael's tone was serious. He couldn't afford to stay here. He took the car keys from the bodyguard and quickly drove away.
Where could Isabella be?
He didn't believe Bianca would let her people just push her off any random cliff. She hated Isabella so much, she would choose a place that would leave a lasting impression.
A place he was also familiar with.
Where could it be?
Moon Bay!
The name suddenly flashed in Michael's mind.
That was where Bianca had once saved his life, and where she had almost been swept away by the water.
From that day on, he remembered her kindness.
And from then on, Bianca clung to him.
Thinking of this, Michael stepped on the gas and sped towards Moon Bay.
Isabella, please be safe.
On the wide road, a black motorcycle sped by like a flash of lightning.
The cold wind howled in her ears, and Isabella instinctively tightened her grip around the man's waist, her face pressed against his back.
It wasn't that she wanted to take advantage of him, but the cold winter weather left her no choice.
Besides, she had a baby to think about.
If anything happened, she would regret it forever.
Suddenly, the motorcycle stopped by the roadside, in front of a sports car.
The man took off his helmet and turned to her, "Isabella, get off."
His voice sounded so familiar.
Isabella's eyes widened in disbelief. "You are..."
"Shh!"
The man made a gesture, signaling behind her. "Hurry up, don't you fear they'll catch up?"
Remembering the hours she had just spent in the dark warehouse, Isabella's face changed. She nodded and carefully got off the motorcycle.
The man casually left the motorcycle by the roadside, opened the car door, and gestured to the passenger seat.
"Let's go. I'll take you home."