Chapter 6 My Grandfather is a Super Mafia Boss

Isabella, worried she might smother George with the pillow, moved it aside after venting her anger.

Seeing George's flushed face, she felt a strange sense of pleasure.

Isabella thought, 'Relief.'

After eating, Isabella headed to school.

The Spencer family's doctor, Daniel Diaz, had just finished checking on George and was about to head downstairs with his medical kit when he ran into Joseph.

"Mr. Spencer, not going to the office today?" Daniel greeted with a smile.

Joseph, the illegitimate son of the Spencer family, was brought back into the fold after George's grandfather passed away. Though only a few years older than George, he was George's paternal uncle.

Joseph glanced upstairs and asked with a smile, "How's George doing? He's been out of it for six months now. Think he'll ever wake up?"

Daniel shook his head worriedly, "It's hard to say. You know how it is with severe comas. Honestly, it's like being in a vegetative state. Sometimes, people just never come back from that."

Hearing this, Joseph felt a sense of relief but still pretended to be serious, "Miracles do happen. If you're free, have a coffee together."

Daniel checked his watch, "I'm afraid I can't today. Another time, I'll treat you."

Joseph said, "Then I won't take up any more of your time. Let me see you out."

In the classroom at Stellar University, Elodie asked Isabella, "You haven't been to school lately. Gone to get married?"

Isabella gave her a knowing look.

Elodie, not one to let things go, asked, "What's it like marrying a vegetable? Do you think he might get so excited about being married that he wakes up?"

Isabella rolled her eyes and said disdainfully, "Do you think it's a TV drama? If he wakes up, I'm the one who will die."

"Thrilled to death?" Elodie said, laughing.

Isabella poked Elodie's forehead, "Scared to death, you idiot."

"By the way, was it someone from the Spencer family who dropped you off today?" Elodie asked.

Isabella said, "Yeah, it was the Spencer family's butler, John."

"Being Mrs. Spencer isn't so bad. You even have a butler to take you to and from school. I'm so jealous," Elodie laughed heartily.

"Yeah, right." Isabella rolled her eyes.

The limited edition luxury car that drove onto campus today attracted a lot of attention. Those who knew Isabella's background were already gossiping.

Elodie had heard several versions and was itching to punch someone.

"Sierra Foster and her followers are saying you found some rich, bald old man and became his mistress."

Sierra was always competing with Isabella and spreading rumors about her. This wasn't the first time, and Isabella didn't care at all.

"They dare to spread rumors about me. They better hope I don't hear them."

Isabella's grandfather, Lester Neville, was one of the three major mafia bosses back in the day.

Isabella was a true heiress. Although she was sent to the countryside after her mother passed away, she was determined to reclaim what was rightfully hers.