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."

wasted no more time and

bent over in pain,

Is this really Isabel?

My best friend, Isabel?

Is she that strong?

I

Beowulf called out, throwing punches as he

from the past, there was still a

mountains, crossing endless 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

wasn't what it once was, Beowulf thought she was doing just fine. Being too strong and always relying on herself had made life too hard. It was better if she could depend on her

this, Beowulf turned to see her wrist, where a bright

seemed almost fragile, with a touch

just stay back and protect your friend. Leave

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

there were more kidnappers lurking

five minutes, Beowulf had easily taken care of the

you plan to deal

take them to the police and make sure they spend

before quietly asking, "Isabel, who is

old

this handsome? How come

you have friends

left

that's not what I

mean, then?" Isabel

glance at Beowulf, noting how his looks could

be honest, are you

her own spit at Yvette's

open-minded, do you think I'd still be stuck on Kaleb all these years?" "Maybe it's because

at

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

you

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