Chapter 167 Yvette Abducted

Chapter 167 Yvette Abducted

Isabel's heart raced at the sudden noise.

""Yve! Yve!"

A sharp thud echoed through the air-Yvette's phone had dropped to the floor.

Yvette's eyes went wide as she locked onto the phone, lying on the ground. One of the kidnappers leaned down, switched it off, and tossed it into a nearby trash bin.

The cloth over Yvette's mouth carried a powerful drug. As she was dragged to the car, she barely had time to fight back before everything started to blur. Soon, she was left in a dazed stupor, unable to do much else. Back on the other end of the phone, Isabel's call had ended. She dialed again, but the line was dead.

Isabel whispered, "Yve, please, please be okay," as panic began to seep into her voice.

With a jolt of fear, Isabel slammed her foot down on the gas pedal, heading straight for the bar.

She quickly called Beowulf, asking him to investigate what was going on.

Five minutes later, Isabel pulled up to the bar and jumped out of the car, rushing inside.

"Did you see a girl? Around 20? Sitting here?" Isabel asked, voice tight with urgency.

The bartender paused, trying to recall. "There were a few girls here, ma'am. I'm not sure who you mean."

"She... she had a juice!" Isabel added, suddenly remembering the key detail.

It wasn't common for people to order juice in a place like this.

"Ah, yes, her. I remember. She just left. A couple minutes ago." The bartender nodded.

A few minutes. What had happened in that time?

Wait a second.

Isabel froze, an idea striking her. She remembered what Yyette had said on the phone. She said it was too rowdy in there, and there were people she didn't want to be around. Isabel had been so focused on driving that she hadn't thought much of it at the time.

But now, as she replayed the moment in her mind, Yvette had gone there to unwind. And just minutes later, she left. The pieces were starting to fit together. If Isabel wasn't wrong...

on her nerves. If she took it one step further, a fight wouldn't be out

accurate, those individuals she didn't want to be around were most likely responsible for

Chapter 167 Yvette Abducted

the bartender and asked quickly, "Did my friend get into a fight with

there was a bit of a clash. Both sides

settled in

friend is in danger. I

bartender paused, eyeing her with doubt. "Are you a police officer? Only authorized people

boss," Isabel snapped, her urgency rising "I need to see it right now." Before the bartender could

to deal with him. She turned back to the bartender. "Someone's life is in danger. Take the to your boss" The bartender hesitated and glanced at Max.

Max was suddenly by her

a life being at risk?" he

eyes widened for a second, but her surprise quickly turned into a

froze. The cocktail stilled in his hand. His expression shifted instantly from relaxed to serious. "What did you say?" he asked, his voice sharp now. Moments later, the two were standing in

the screen.

her stomach, lost in her thoughts. Max's eyes followed her hand as it moved. He frowned. It wasn't

really so

she thinking about

had definitely put on some weight lately, but Max thought

thin it was almost unnatural. Her body felt rigid, like there was no softness to it

Yvette's place, he had caught her off guard while she was washing dishes. He slipped

ed

wasn't as slim as she used to be, but her waist

couldn't shake, one that made him want

endure it, though it clearly frustrated her. She

Isabel's voice cut through his thoughts. "It's her she said,

his attention

"What's she doing

sudden thought striking him. He turned his

line, her eyes hard as she stared

watched Rachel closely, the weight of the moment pressing down on her. She knew the two women came from completely different worlds. There was no reason for them to ever interact. However, as she watched the unfolding video, she saw Rachel hand over the card, only to have Yvette angrily throw it

like a cold slap. Rachel's actions were no

muttered,

with Yvette's disappearance,

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