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...

mean one thing. Yvette ran into someone who got on her nerves. If she took it one step further, a fight wouldn't

her guess was accurate, those individuals she didn't want to be around were most likely

Chapter 167 Yvette Abducted

gaze to the bartender and asked quickly, "Did my friend get into

bartender nodded, his face reluctant. "Yes, there was a bit of a clash. Both sides

settled in Isabel's

is in danger. I need to see the security

bartender paused, eyeing her with doubt. "Are you a police

see it right now." Before the bartender could answer,

walking toward them with 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 to your boss" The bartender hesitated and glanced at Max.

suddenly by her side, swirling a

here. What's this about a life being at risk?" he said,

widened for a second, but her surprise quickly turned into a hard, focused gaze. "Yve is in

"What did you say?" he asked, his voice sharp now. Moments later, the two were standing in the security room, watching as the footage of Yvette appeared

the screen.

was alone, 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

she really so

thinking about her

some weight lately, but Max thought she looked better

she was so thin it was almost unnatural. Her body felt rigid,

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

ed

slim as she used to be, but her waist

feeling he couldn't shake, one that made him want to

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

Isabel's voice cut through his thoughts. "It's

snapped his attention back

asked, confused. "What's she doing here? How does

sudden thought striking him. He turned his head

together in a tight line, her eyes

ever interact. However, as she watched the unfolding video, she saw Rachel hand over the card, only to have Yvette angrily throw it

Rachel's actions were no coincidence-she had targeted Yvette

she muttered,

Yvette's disappearance, Isabel would make