After the Secret Wedding Rise of My Queen

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...

If she took it one step further, a fight wouldn't be out of

was accurate, those individuals she didn't want

Chapter 167 Yvette Abducted

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

a bit of a clash. Both sides were upset, but your friend paid and

settled in Isabel's

I need

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

to see

a casual air. Isabel didn't have time to deal with him. She turned back to the bartender. "Someone's life is in danger. Take the

by her

What's this about a

her surprise quickly turned into a hard, focused gaze. "Yve is in

say?" he asked, his voice sharp now. Moments later, the two were standing in the security room, watching

the screen.

sipping her drink. She absentmindedly rubbed her stomach, lost in her thoughts. Max's eyes followed her hand as it moved. He frowned. It wasn't the first time

really

she thinking about her

lately, but Max thought she looked better with

unnatural. Her body felt rigid, like there was no

caught her off guard while she was washing dishes. He slipped behind

ed

slim as she used to be, but her

shake, one that made

it, though it clearly frustrated her. She couldn't show her anger, so Max ignored it, feeling only

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

snapped his attention

he asked, confused. "What's she doing here? How does Yvette know her?

off, a sudden thought striking him. He turned his head to

pressed together in a tight line, her eyes hard as she

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 back at her. Isabel's heart raced, a sharp

her like a cold slap. Rachel's actions were no coincidence-she had

she muttered, her

Rachel had anything to do with Yvette's disappearance, Isabel would