From Hatred to Passionate Love Amelia Hart

Chapter 604 Isabella is Hiding in the Mitchell Family! "Stop saying sorry, Isabella's not getting away," Sam said. "Uncle Kelvin's guys confirmed she's still in LA." Sam's logic was spot on. "Mr. Mitchell, when you helped her escape, you had to know Uncle Kelvin would lock down all the exits. If she left, they'd track her through license plates and cameras. Your plan had to be keeping her in LA until the heat died down. Only then could she slip out without being caught." Brent's face went pale, but he snapped back, "What nonsense are you talking about?" Sam grinned. "You can deny it, Mr. Mitchell, but your face says it all." "You, you..." Brent stammered.

"Honestly, I was just guessing." Sam shrugged. "But your reaction toldI was right! Isabella's still in LA!" Brent, furious, lunged at Sam.

Sam, quick on his feet, dodged behind Kelvin.

He peeked out. "So, where would you hide Isabella? Who'd risk sheltering her? So..." Sam paused for effect, then giggled. "Isabella's hiding in the Mitchell family villa!" Brent's face showed pure panic, and he started cursing, "Where did this kid cfrom, spouting nonsense! Shut up! Shut up!" Kelvin's big hand landed on Sam's head.

He agreed with Sam's guess.

"Mr. Mitchell," Kelvin said sternly. "Give it up; your plan's busted." He made the call.

"Guys," Kelvin ordered. "Surround the Mitchell villa, search everywhere, and find Isabella!" "Yes, Mr. Davis!" The bodyguards jumped into action.

Brent's face turned ghostly white, his legs shaking, barely able to stand.

How did they figure it out so fast? He couldn't warn Isabella to get out now! She was probably still hiding in the villa, waiting for a chance to leave LA! But there wouldn't be any chance! All she'd find were Kelvin's bodyguards! "It's all your fault!" Brent pointed at Sam. "Where did you cfrom, you little brat, spouting nonsense and causing trouble! How did your parents raise you!" "My parents raisedto be smart enough to see through your schemes!" Sam shot back.

Brent stammered, "You, you..." "What about me?" Sam stuck out his tongue. "Uncle Kelvin, did I do good? Was I awesome?" Kelvin nodded. "Very awesome." "I knew you'd agree with me," Sam said. "Smart minds think alike. High five!" Kelvin played along.

They casually high-fived.

This father and son duo were always butting heads, always criticizing each other, but when it cdown to the wire, they were surprisingly on the spage-thinking alike! Kelvin also figured Isabella was still in LA.

But he didn't expect Brent to hide her right in the Mitchell family home.

Probably thought the most dangerous place was the safest! Too bad Brent miscalculated.

Sam's wild imagination hit the mark! If you're loving the book, nel5sis where the adventure continues. Join us for the complete experience all for free. The next chapter is eagerly waiting for you! "No, don't take Isabella." Brent, seeing his plan fall apart, was desperate. "Mr. Davis, please, let her go, punishinstead. I'll take all the blame. It's my fault for not raising her right!" Kelvin's face was stone cold.

Brent gritted his teeth and knelt.

At his age, when had he ever been so humble? But now, for Isabella, he had no choice! "Mr. Davis, give her a chance; she's still young; she has her whole life ahead of her; she made a mistake; let her make it right!" Brent pleaded, sounding like a father who'd lost sleep over a wayward child.

Kelvin looked down at him. "I gave Isabella more than one chance. All she had to do was let Lucy wake up, and we could talk. But what did she do?" "I can talk to her again..." Brent said.

"No need," Kelvin cut him off. "No one gets endless chances." Brent was stunned, his body collapsing, eyes vacant.

But then, he looked at Penelope.

Penelope met his gaze.

Brent adjusted his kneeling position, straightened his back, and knelt properly towards Penelope. "Mrs. Davis, I beg you." Since Kelvin wouldn't budge, he turned to Penelope! Women were softer! Plus, he was Penelope's biological father. He was kneeling. Could Penelope just stand by and do nothing? Penelope instinctively stepped back.

A father kneeling to his daughter was absurd, ridiculous, and laughable!

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"For my sake, Mrs. Davis, give Isabella a chance," Brent pleaded "I'm just a poor father. Penelope sta replied, "I'm just a poor mother. I need to save my child."

At that moment, Nicole's helpless voice cfrom the door. "What are you all doing?" Nicole was holding the NOV door frame, wearing a large hospital gown, and looking incredulously at the scene before her. Her husband was kneeling on the ground.

And the person he was kneeling to was Penelope! How could this be? What happened? Earlier, Nicole went to the King Manor to kneel, thinking that if she knelt as a woman, Kelvin wouldn't do anything to her.

She knelt so Brent wouldn't have to.

Sthings had to be done by women.

But now Brent was kneeling! "You're just in time!" Brent saw her, and his hope reignited. "Quick, helpbeg them to let Isabella go!" "Isabella, she..." Nicole then remembered that this was Isabella's room.

So, where was she? She wasn't on the bed, and among the people standing in the room, she wasn't there either.

Where did Isabella go?