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."

the kidnappers wasted no more time and rushed toward

the kidnapper in the side. When the other party bent over in pain, she grabbed him with her bare hands and

Is this really Isabel?

My best friend, Isabel?

Is she that strong?

did I never

recovering well!" Beowulf called

the past, there

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

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

turned to see her wrist, where a bright

fragile, with a touch more femininity than

protect your friend. Leave the

mind, the bruise on her arm was nothing

priority. What if there were

just five minutes, Beowulf had easily taken care of

you plan to deal with

doing something like this. Let's take them to the police and make sure they spend the rest of their lives behind bars," Isabel said, narrowing

pulled Isabel aside, giving Beowulf a quick look before quietly asking, "Isabel, who is he? Why does he call

old friend

handsome? How come I've never heard you mention

have friends I

left

that's not what

you mean, then?" Isabel raised an

shot another glance at Beowulf, noting how his looks could easily stop any passerby

be honest,

nearly choked on her own

in disbelief. "Your imagination is wild. Maybe you should try writing novels. Me, 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

at Yvette in

on you," Isabel muttered, turning to

you

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