After the Secret Wedding Rise of My Queen

Chapter 138

Chapter 138 Does It Hurt?

Having worked as an agent for many years, she could tell at a glance that Xander was referring to these people. "Yve, stay close to me."

"Huh?" Yvette looked at Isabel in confusion. "What's going on?"

At that moment, Isabel had a stern expression on her face, which made Yvette feel somewhat unfamiliar.

She had never seen Isabel look so serious, with an aura of murderous intent.

Filled with confusion, Yvette followed Isabel's gaze and spotted several masked figures heading straight for them.

Her heart skipped a beat. As an ordinary person, when had she ever been in a situation like this?

"I-Isabel, who are they? What do they want?"

"They're Clive's men. They're here for me."

At those words, Yvette's heart raced in panic.

"C-Call the police?"

"It's too late. Stay close to me," Isabel said. She had briefly considered letting Yvette run on her own, but she didn't think Yvette could escape. These people were seasoned professionals, and they wouldn't leave someone like Yvette, an innocent bystander, alone. Keeping Yvette by her side was the safer option.

Just as Isabel was thinking this, a familiar voice suddenly called out.

"Boss, what a coincidence!"

The voice...

Beowulf!

Isabel turned her head, and the moment she saw Beowulf, a wave of relief flooded over her.

As soon as Isabel spotted him, the kidnappers noticed Beowulf as well.

"Move quickly, before things get out of hand."

"What about the man?"

"Take him too."

"Understood."

plan set, the kidnappers wasted no more time and

a step forward and took the initiative to attack, punching the kidnapper in the side. When the other party bent over in pain, she grabbed him with her bare

Is this really Isabel?

My best friend, Isabel?

Is she that strong?

I never

recovering well!" Beowulf

from the past, there was still a

and surviving harsh wilderness. That's how she built the kind of strength she had. As he thought about it, Beowulf couldn't help but feel sorry for Isabel. The hardships she had endured in the past were unimaginable. She had to rely on herself for

made life too hard. It was better if she could depend on her brothers now

see her wrist, where a bright

fragile, with a touch more femininity than

stay back and protect your

her mind, the bruise on her arm was nothing compared to the life-threatening injuries she had endured in

Protecting Yvette was the priority. What if there were

just five minutes, Beowulf had

how do you plan to

to the police and make sure they spend the rest of their

"Isabel, who is

an old friend

handsome? How come

you have friends I

words left

that's not

you mean, then?" Isabel raised

noting how his looks could easily stop

be honest, are

on her own spit at

were really that open-minded, do you think I'd still be

at

Isabel

are you doing

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