Chapter 275: Chapter 275 Pink bunny
The next morning, Bella got herself ready carefully. She told the bodyguard that she wanted to go shopping, and the driver dutifully dropped her off at the mall. Of course, she knew there were hidden guards watching her every move, but she had planned for that.
Inside the mall, she slipped into her disguise. She had brought her wig, shoes, and a perfume she had used last time, and in the mall she bought a new set of clothes. When she changed, the mirror reflected not Bella Moretti but Isaac, the boyish hacker. She wore a light green sweatshirt, crisp white pants, and clean sneakers. Her dark, fluffy hair framed her face in a floppy, casual style that made her look like a cute young man.
"Perfect," she whispered, adjusting her wig with a grin.
This time, instead of heading toward the same old route, she used a different path and entered through a beauty salon. From there, she slipped out unnoticed, avoiding the watchful eyes of Leo’s men, and made her way toward her true destination.
When she stepped inside the building, a few people instantly recognized her. They did not speak but nodded respectfully in her direction, acknowledging her.
Simon was already waiting for her. The young assistant’s face lit up when he saw her. "Isaac! Right this way," he said warmly. He led her upstairs with brisk steps until they stopped at a tall door.
"Would you like some coffee or something particular before you meet the boss?" Simon asked politely, his smile showing both respect and curiosity.
Bella shook her head. "No, I’m fine. Just some water will do."
Simon nodded and knocked. A deep voice from inside gave permission, and he pushed the door open, stepping aside so she could enter.
Inside, Mr. William Wilson was seated, his sharp eyes already fixed on her. The old man looked amused, even delighted, as Simon closed the door and left them alone.
"Isabella..." William laughed, leaning back in his chair with genuine amusement. "To think Isaac was actually a girl! That was the biggest shock of my life. Hah, you fooled us all."
Bella rubbed the back of her neck shyly, her lips curling in a small smile. "I didn’t mean to fool anyone. It was just... safer this way."
"Safer, hm?" William’s grin widened, but his gaze sharpened. "Still, I have to admit, what you did last time was impressive. Very impressive." His laugh was deep, rich, filled with respect.
Bella lowered her gaze slightly, but her voice was steady. "Thank you, sir."
William leaned forward, elbows on his desk. "So tell me, does your husband know about this?"
Bella’s breath hitched. She shook her head quickly, eyes dropping to the floor. "No. He doesn’t know."
William chuckled again, but there was something thoughtful in his expression now. "That man Moretti, he has power, no doubt. But you... you are different. You hide your claws under that innocent look. I like it."
Bella flushed, unsure if she should take that as a compliment or a warning. She clasped her hands together in her lap, her heart thudding.
*****
Leo’s phone buzzed, and he slid it out of his pocket with one hand, his long fingers wrapping around the device with casual authority. He put it to his ear, his deep voice sharp. "Report."
"Sir," his man said nervously from the other side, "ma’am... she went into the men’s section at the mall. I... I think she bought something there."
Leo’s brows arched slightly. "Men’s section?" His voice lowered, amused. "She bought something for me?"
"Yes, sir. That’s what it looked like," the man said, hesitant.
A low chuckle escaped Leo’s throat. "Very good. Thank you for telling me." His tone was softer, warmer than usual, a faint edge of satisfaction glinting in his voice.
The guard blinked. Was it his imagination, or did his boss actually sound cheerful?
The guard quickly added, "She’s safe for now, sir. Currently in the beauty salon. It might take some time."
"Keep your eyes on her. Before she steps into the car, check every inch of it. If there’s even a whisper of danger, call me immediately. No matter what," Leo ordered, his tone dropping into a dangerous growl.
"Yes, sir," came the quick reply.
Leo ended the call, sliding the phone back into his pocket. His deep gray eyes glinted behind his sunglasses as he exhaled slowly. The tension in his shoulders eased for a moment. So his little bunny bought something for him? Hn. Interesting.
He adjusted the cuff of his black shirt, every line of his tall frame exuding dominance as he stepped out onto the crowded street, two guards following silently behind. His fitted shirt clung to his broad shoulders and chest, his dark trousers cut perfectly to his lean waist. Women looked twice as he passed, but Leo did not spare them a glance.
He was hunting for something. Something worthy to give his little bunny.
He walked past a few boutiques, his eyes scanning displays of clothes and jewelry, but nothing stirred his interest. The skirts looked bland, the necklaces too gaudy. Nothing felt right.
Then, at the corner of the street, a toy shop caught his eye.
He paused. And then he saw it.
A giant pink bunny, nearly half his height, with floppy ears and a bow tied around its neck.
His lips twitched. Without hesitation, he strode inside.
"Pack this," he ordered flatly.
The old lady at the counter looked up, startled but then smiling warmly. She carefully wrapped the toy, her eyes twinkling. "Your daughter will love this," she said kindly.
Leo froze. His sunglasses slid just a fraction down his nose as his gray eyes blinked. "Daughter?"
He didn’t bother correcting her. Instead, he reached out and took the bunny himself, ignoring the guard who instinctively tried to carry it for him.
"I’ll hold it," Leo muttered, almost to himself.
As he walked back onto the street, the sight was ridiculous...a man like him, six feet tall, muscular, dangerous, dressed in black from head to toe, carrying a huge pink bunny. Yet Leo held it with the same cool authority as if it were a weapon.
Behind him, his guards exchanged horrified glances, their jaws practically hitting the pavement.