After the Secret Wedding Rise of My Queen

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."

the kidnappers wasted no

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

Is this really Isabel?

My best friend, Isabel?

Is she that strong?

I never know

recovering well!" Beowulf called out,

compared to the boss from the past, there

crossing endless grasslands, and surviving harsh wilderness. That's how she built the kind of strength she had. As he thought about

once was, Beowulf thought she was doing just fine. Being too strong and always relying on herself had made life

Beowulf turned to see her wrist, where a bright red mark had

now seemed almost fragile, with

protect your friend. Leave the rest

on her arm was nothing compared to the life-threatening injuries she had endured

What if there were more

just five minutes, Beowulf had easily taken care of

plan to

take them to the police and make sure they spend the rest of their lives

asking, "Isabel, who is he? Why does he call you 'boss'?

old friend of

friend this handsome? How come I've never heard

you have friends I don't know

words left

not what

mean, then?" Isabel raised an eyebrow,

noting how his looks could easily stop any

be honest, are

her own spit at Yvette's

cheating? Does it look like I'm that kind of person? If I were really that open-minded, do you think I'd still be stuck on Kaleb all these years?" "Maybe it's because of Kaleb that you gave up on yourself, so your personality changed drastically and you tortured yourself," Yvette said, convinced her reasoning made perfect

stared at Yvette in

my breath on you," Isabel muttered, turning to look at

are you doing