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."

set, the kidnappers wasted no

When the other party bent over in pain, she grabbed him with her bare hands and threw him away with

Is this really Isabel?

My best friend, Isabel?

Is she that strong?

I never know

recovering well!" Beowulf called out, throwing punches as

the past, there was still a noticeable

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

too strong and always relying on herself had made life

her wrist, where

with a touch more femininity

just stay back and protect your friend. Leave the

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

made sense. Protecting Yvette was the priority. What if there were more kidnappers lurking nearby,

just five minutes, Beowulf had

you plan

seem experienced, like this isn't their first time doing something like this. Let's take them to the police and make sure they spend the rest of their lives behind bars," Isabel

quick look before quietly asking, "Isabel, who is he? Why does he call you 'boss'? You two seem pretty

an old

old friend? A friend this handsome? How come I've never

you have friends I

words left

not what I

do you mean, then?" Isabel raised an eyebrow, clearly

glance at Beowulf, noting how his looks could easily stop

be honest, are

her own spit at

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

at Yvette

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

are you doing