After the Secret Wedding Rise of My Queen

Chapter 314 Isabel Almost Strangled to Death by Richard Oh no!

Isabel frowned, her eyes turning icy.

She didn't expect the enemy to have accomplices.

The leader raised his head and sneered.

"You can put the knife down now."

"Do you think I'm stupid? Putting it down would be signing my death warrant."

Isabel knew full well that the person behind her, aiming a gun at her head, would have shot her by now if they didn't care about the leader's life. Beowulf had been right-compared to her past life, she wasn't nearly as sharp.

The real problem was her current body. It couldn't react as swiftly as the one she had before, and her reflexes weren't keeping up with her experience. Beyond holding the leader hostage, Isabel had to consider the babies growing inside her. Otherwise, she would have sensed the danger as soon as it arose. "So, do you think your knife is faster than my man's gun?" the leader threatened.

At his words, Isabel's lips curled into a slight smirk.

"Why don't you try? I'm curious too."

The leader's face tightened.

Just as the two sides were locked in a standoff, Isabel suddenly felt a sharp pain in her abdomen.

The leader seized the moment, swiftly knocking the knife from Isabel's hand.

"Take her down!"

This is bad!

Isabel's mind screamed as she realized they were about to surround her.

Richie and his men charged in.

How did he get here?

Seizing an opening, Isabel quickly slipped through the window.

"Stop!" Richie called, pursuing her.

Isabel clutched her stomach, but Richie quickly closed the gap and caught up.

He grabbed Isabel's arm and pressed her against a large tree.

Richie reached out and attempted to remove Isabel's mask.

Isabel raised her hand to block him.

"Tell me, who the hell are you?" Richie demanded.

To him, Isabel and that group from earlier were all enemies.

Richie was using a lot of force, and with Isabel still feeling unwell, she couldn't break free right away.

"Fine, I'll tell you, but you need to let go first," Isabel whispered, her voice low.

"Do you think I'm an idiot?" Richie, desperate to learn what Isabel knew about the fire from 20 years ago, lost all patience. He reached for the collar of her shirt and gripped it tightly.

Cough, cough, cough.

Isabel struggled to breathe, coughing uncontrollably.

"Still not talking?" Richie tightened his grip even more.

Isabel felt as if she were on the brink of being strangled.

She understood-Richie now saw her as the enemy.

As the pressure around her neck increased, Isabel knew she couldn't afford to hesitate any longer. "Richard... Cough, cough... let me go."

At her words, Richie's mind went blank. His eyes widened in shock, unable to process what she had just said.

"You... You... what did you just call me?" Richie stammered, still in disbelief.

Isabel pointed at his hand.

It took a moment for Richie to realize, but then he quickly loosened his grip.noveldrama

Isabel inhaled deeply before ripping off her mask.

"Cough, cough, cough." She pounded

her chest, struggling for air, her

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focus entirely on breathing. She

didn't have time to worry about how Richie was reacting.

She had almost been strangled to death by Richie, and she was still trying to recover from the shock.

"H-how is it you?" Richie's mind froze for a moment, unable to process what was happening. Then suddenly, it hit him.

A few days ago, he had met a girl at the Nelson Residence-the one with the emerald guardian angel pendant around her neck. Not only did she seem suspiciously familiar with the house, but she also knew about the hidden mechanism under the couch.

Richie stared intently at Isabel, noticing that her figure matched exactly the girl he had met that night at the Nelson Residence.

"It's you! You" He paused, still processing, then demanded, "What did you just call me?"