The Billionaire 3: Tyron Cruz

Chapter 30

Isabella suddenly wakes up to the twins loud crying and a commotion downstairs. There’s a knock in

her room before the door sprang open—it was no other than Maja and the twins.

“Uncle Fred is here.” Maja said hysterically. “He found us…”

“How did he manage to pass the tight security?” Isabella asks. “and how did he even find us?”

“It seems that they sneak in… I don’t also know how they manage to find us. I’m scared for the kids,

Bella.” Maja worriedly said as she glances at the trembling twins.

“how about my grandfather? Where is he?” She asks.

Before Maja could answer, they heard the Don Samuel’s loud voice downstairs.

“I need to see my grandfather.” Isabella said, worried that Don Samuel is in danger.

“No, Bella!” Maja stops her from opening the door. “What Uncle Fred needs is you.” She added making

Isabella shock and confuse, why would he need her?

“If that’s the case, I will go with him. I can’t put anyone in danger.” Isabella said.

“No, Bella. Help is on the way.” Maja said. NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

“Mommy, we’re scared.” Michelle trembling said as she tightly hugs her mother’s waist. Isabella felt her

heart clench.

“No… I will go with him to keep everyone safe.” Isabella determined said and walk out of the room

before Maja could stop her. She immediately went downstairs where the commotion is.

From upstairs, she could already grasp the situation—they are overpowered. Some of the people

working under Gabriel were injured.

“I never thought that this day would come, Don Samuel.” Frederick said while laughing evilly. “My family

even took your side, ha!”

“But that is because of your wrong doings, Fred.” Don Samuel said. “You ordered your men to kill my

son but you didn’t speculate that he will be with Henry.”

“Ha… That actually save me the trouble. One shot one kill!” Frederick grins. “Henry… My brother who

is always favored by our parents. My dear little brother who even tries to merge our company to yours.

Henry… the man who stole the woman I love! Of course, he deserves to die!” He added making them

gasps. “I first saw you and courted you, Ivy and yet you still choose my brother! And even when he

died, you still choose him over me, who is alive!” He said with resentment.

“How many times do I have to tell you that Henry is the person I love! Dead or alive, he will always be

my husband and no one else!” Ivy said.

“Ha! Whatever! I’m done with that dream anyway, I can kill you in a split second, Ivy.” Fred laughs as

he pointed the gun at her. “Now tell me where the hell is Isabella!”

“What do you want from my granddaughter?” Don Samuel asks seriously.

“Don’t act like you don’t know anything, Don Samuel.” Fred said. “I really am a fool to believe your little

act, ha! Acting like you hated your daughter-in-law but the truth is you doted on her.”

“If only your men were not so obvious. They are the ones who give your plan away, Fred.” Don Samuel

said.

“Now, tell me where is your beloved granddaughter or I will the trigger.” Fred threatens as he pointed

the gun at the poor Don.

“The moment you pull that trigger, a bullet will go straight to your head, Fred.” Leon said as he pointed

the gun at him.

“It seems that you’re forgetting something.” Fred grins. “You are out numbered and don’t take me as a

fool, there is a bomb somewhere in the house.” He added making Isabella shivers. “All of us will die

here if you don’t tell me where Isabella is.” He warned. “I will count until three and if you failed to tell me

where she is, I will push the button and all of you will die. I know that the twins are here…”

“You piece of shit!” Miguel curses and tries to attach his uncle, but Fred’s men kick him, making him

groan in pain.

“3…2—”

“What do you need me for?” Isabella gathers all her strength to ask. “I am here, so put your gun away

from my grandfather.” She said, trying to act calm as she walks down the stairs.

“Isabella, don’t come here.” The Don said, worried.

“It’s okay grandpa.” She said. “I am here now, so, what do you want?” She asks Fred.

“It’s good to see you, Isabella.” Fred smiles evilly sending shivers down to her spine. “You don’t like

you’re mourning for your dead husband.”

“Should I say that back at you, Uncle Fred?” She asks. “You don’t seem to be grieving at your dead

nephew.” She mocks. “Oh, right! Of course, you will not grieve because it is you who killed him!”

“Do you still believe that he’s dead?” Fred asks making her frown. “Poor you, Isabella. They are letting

you believe that he is dead while you are pregnant.”

“What are you talking about?” She asks.

“Come with me and you will know.” Fred said.

“No, she will not go with you!” Don Samuel protested.

“The choice is yours, Isabella. Come with me and we will leave them here alive or resist and they will

all die.” Fred said.

“If I will go with you, will you leave them alone?” She asks.

“Yes.” Fred answers.

“Will you guarantee their safety?” She asks.

“Yes.” Fred grins making her shiver.

“Then I will go with you but let me talk to them for a second.” She pleads and Fred nods. Isabella

approaches her grandfather and hugs him.

“Don’t go with him, Bella… It’s dangerous.” The Don said.

“But I must, grandpa.” Isabella said. “It’s for the best… I don’t want to put anyone of you in danger

anymore.”

“But how about you? He might kill you…”

“If he’s going to kill me then I will be with Tyron.” Isabella smiles, the thought of being with Tyron again

gives joy to her heart. They will be complete once again.

“Poor girl, they’re still making you believe that Tyron is dead.” Fred said while laughing.

“What are you talking about?” Isabella asks. “You also told me that earlier.”

“You poor girl…” Fred laughs. “It seems that Tyron didn’t really care about you.”

“Shut up!” Miguel said. “You don’t have any idea what you’re talking about!”

“Oh, it seems that everyone here knows the truth and they hid it from you.” Fred mocks.

“What are you all talking about?” Isabella asks in confusion. “Is Tyron alive?” She asks Miguel and Ivy

but they averted their eyes. “Grandpa?” She seeks answers from her grandfather but just like others,

he averted his eyes.

And this scene makes Fred laughs.

“Tyron is alive and well, Isabella!” Fred answers her questions.

“What?” Her eyes grew big, her heart is pounding so fast. She doesn’t know what to feel—should she

be happy that he is really alive or heartbroken that they kept the truth from her.

“You heard me right, Isabella. Your husband is alive! The people you trusted betrayed you!” Fred said.

“Now, you already know what I felt when my family betrayed me.” He scoffs. “Now, why don’t you join

me and take revenge on them?”

“So what if they kept it from me?” Isabella asks in a calm voice. “If Tyron is alive, then I am glad. It is

his or their decision to keep it from me.” She added making Fred frown.

“Why are you still acting like you don’t care that they betrayed you? You should be angry!” Fred said.

“They don’t trust you enough to tell you the truth!”

“So what?” She shouted. “I may be hurt that they didn’t tell me that my husband is alive but what is

done is done… And I am glad that he’s really alive as I’ve always hope, and that’s what is important to

me.” She said. “I am humane enough not be swayed by betrayal or whatsoever. If they don’t trust me

enough then I guess, I have to work hard to gain their trust. I am not weak like you!”

“You good for nothing!” Fred clenches his jaw as he pulls the trigger, making Isabella groan in pain as

she was hit in the shoulders.

“Isabella!” Don Samuel and Ivy immediately approach her.

“I’m okay…” She said as she winced in pain.

“Don’t be cocky! Be grateful that I only hit your shoulders.” Fred told her.

“Now, I understand why your parents and mom Ivy favors your brother more…” Isabella smiles. “You

easily get swayed with your emotion, and you tend to hold grudge on everyone. You will do what it

takes to get whatever you want even if it means killing your blood-relatives. You are a devil!” Isabella

mocks.

“Stop!” Fred screams. “You don’t know anything!” He shouted.

“You are a devil!” Isabella firmly said, and a gunshot echoed throughout the house, followed by another

gunshot and another.

“Isabella!” She heard Tyron’s voice calling her before she was consumed by the darkness.