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."

plan set, the kidnappers wasted no more time

kidnapper in the side. When the other party bent over in pain,

Is this really Isabel?

My best friend, Isabel?

Is she that strong?

did I never

well!" Beowulf called

from the

grasslands, 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.

relying on herself had made life

her wrist,

boss now seemed almost fragile, with a touch more femininity

stay back and protect your friend. Leave

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

Yvette was the priority. What if there were more kidnappers lurking nearby, ready to ambush them at any

Beowulf had easily taken care

plan

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 said, narrowing her eyes.

look before quietly asking, "Isabel, who is he? Why does he

an old friend of

handsome? How come I've never heard you mention

you have friends I don't know

words left Yvette

that's not

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

shot another glance at Beowulf, noting how his looks could

be honest, are

her own

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 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

at

Isabel muttered, turning to

you