The Deserted Rich Beauty novel Chapter 1023

Nicole shuddered slightly. It did not sound like Clayton's voice.

In that case, it was Isaac's scream.

Nicole suddenly relaxed.

In the presidential suite.

Isaac was flat on the ground as Clayton crouched above him with one hand around Isaac’s collar to hold him in position. Clayton's other hand fiercely swung down on Isaac's face.

In a few moments, Isaac's face was covered in blood and was bruised and swollen.

Isaac could not even say a complete sentence. The blood in his mouth was shocking.

When it looked like Isaac was at his last breath, Clayton finally stopped with a cold gaze.

Clayton squatted to the side, looking at Isaac from high above.

His eyes were dark.

"Where did you take my son?"

Clayton’s voice was hoarse like a demon coming from hell.

The man on the ground was silent as if he was already

dead.

However, Clayton knew that Isaac was not dead. He had been deliberate when hitting Isaac to make sure that it did not hurt his vitals.

A strange laugh emerged from Isaac's chest. Although he was extremely wretched, he still had the boy in his hands.

Clayton quietly watched him laugh.

Isaac opened his eyes strangely. He had a smile as if h e was watching a good show.

"Do you really consider that little son of a b*tch your son? Even if his last name is Sloan, he's the same as you. He'll never be part of the Sloan family!"

Isaac cackled as tears and blood trailed down his face.

Clayton's eyes were cold as he grabbed Isaac’s collar and warned him.