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."

set, the kidnappers wasted no more time and rushed toward Isabel without

took the initiative to attack, punching the kidnapper in the side. When the other party bent over in pain, she grabbed him with her bare hands

Is this really Isabel?

My best friend, Isabel?

Is she that strong?

did I

not bad! You're recovering well!" Beowulf called out, throwing

to the boss from the past, there was still a noticeable

surviving harsh wilderness. That's how she built the kind of strength she had. As he thought about it, Beowulf couldn't help

too strong and always relying on herself had made life too hard. It was better if she could depend on her brothers now and then. "Ouch!" Isabel hissed in pain, stepping

to see her wrist, where a bright red mark had

boss now seemed almost fragile, with a

protect your friend. Leave the rest to

fighting. After all, in her mind, the bruise on her

Yvette was the priority. What if there were more kidnappers lurking

minutes, Beowulf had easily taken

do you plan to

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

giving Beowulf a quick look before quietly asking, "Isabel, who

old

handsome? How come I've never heard you

you have friends I don't

words left

that's not

do you mean, then?" Isabel raised

noting how his looks could easily stop any passerby in their

honest,

her own spit

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

stared at Yvette in

on you," Isabel muttered, turning to look

are you

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