<b>Chapter </b><b>379 </b>
<b>The </b><b>bodyguards </b>were stunned.
<b>Who’s </b>kidnapping who here?
<b>Without </b>hesitation, the bodyguard scrambled into the driver’s seat.
For some reason, the bodyguard on the ground p
his teeth against the pain, scrambled up, and limped hurriedly toward <b>the </b><b>front </b><b>passenger </b>seat
his movements frantic and unsteady.
The bodyguard with the broken arm was visibly terrified, not daring to even approach the back seat.
“Stop wasting time!” Aria snapped.
He had no choice but to obediently get in the car.
As the car started, the bodyguard in the front passengers
r seat stealthily pulled out his phone, his fingers trembling slightly as he attempted <b>to </b>send <b>a </b>message to Isaac<b>. </b>
He slowly lifted his head, only to suddenly lock eyes s with
Aris
reflection in the rearview mirror.
A faint smirk yed on Aria’s lips as she drawled, “Going to make <b>a </b>call?”
The bodyguard was so startled that his phone nearly slipped from his grasp. He nodded frantically and startmered, “<b>Y</b><b>… </b>yes, yes!”
Aria fixed him with a cool stare. “What are you nning to say?”
“Should we… should we say we’ve caught you?” the bodyguard stammered nervously.
Aria didn’t respond, which counted as tacit approval.
With fingers shaking uncontrobly, the bodyguard stammered into the phone, “Mr. Shaw… we’ve got her.”
He hung up in a panic the moment he finished speaking.
Aria arched an eyebrow. “Nicely done.”
The bodyguard on the left was practically glued to the car door<b>, </b>not daring to even nce in her direction.
Suddenly, Aria grabbed his arm. He gasped, eyes wide with terror.
With a sharp twist, she snapped his dislocated arm back into ce.
The man had been drenched in cold sweat from the pain. Once his arm was set back, astonishment flooded his eyes. After a long pause<b>, </b>he finally choked out, “Th… thank you.”
Soon, they arrived at the bar.
Aria pushed open the car door<b>, </b>scanned the area<b>, </b>and asked coolly, “This is the ce?”
The three bodyguards hastily led the way, nodding frantically. “Yes, right this way.”
Aria stepped inside and immediately spotted the old man lounging on the sofa. “What do you want with me?”
Isaac fixed her with a beady–eyed stare, his gaze radiating icy malice. “No wonder that brat took <b>a </b>liking to you. <b>You’ve </b><b>got </b><b>the </b><b>looks</b><b>, </b><b>I’ll </b><b>give </b><b>you </b><b>that</b><b>.</b><b>” </b>
Hemanded icily, “Contact Owen.”
Chapter <b>373 </b>
<b>In </b>that <b>Instant</b>, <b>Ana </b>realized <b>who </b><b>he </b>was
<b>This </b><b>man </b>was Isaac.
Aria <b>finally </b>rxedpletely. He would be easy to handle.
Without waiting for an invitation, Aria dragged a chair over and sat down like she owned the ce, her expression utterly rxed.
<b>Seeing </b>Aria’s casual posture, the woman frowned andined to Isaac, “She’s showing you no respect at all!”
Isaac’s target wasn’t her to begin with, so he didn’t pay it much mind and casually waved his hand, saying<b>, </b>“Let her be.”
The woman cooed in a sickly sweet voice, “Mr. Shaw…”
Aria let out a derisive snort. “Pushing sixty and still acting all cutesy? Maybe your Mr. Shaw doesn’t mind, but I sure as hell do, it’s <b>downright </b><b>disgusting </b>
The woman’s expression hardened in an instant. She sprang to her feet, jabbing a finger at Aria, on the verge ofshing out.
“Sit down!” Isaac barked.
The woman immediately sat down meekly, not daring to utter another word.
Isaac fixed Aria with a sinister smirk. “You’ve got guts<b>, </b>girl. Just the way I like it.”
Aria fixed them with an icy stare. “Don’t make me sick, or I’ll send you right back where you came from.”
Suddenly, a sharp crack shattered the tense silence.
Isaac crushed the ss in his hand, shards scattering across the table.
A flicker of despair shed in the three bodyguards‘ eyes. If a fight broke out and they didn’t step in, would the boss strangle them to death<b>? </b>
[Aria is here. Come to Kanit City if you want to save her. Isaac.<b>] </b>
Owen’s expression changed abruptly; his first reaction was disbelief.
But he knew this number better than anyone else.
Owen immediately booked the soonest ticket, strode out, and called Aria.
Aria’s phone buzzed in her pocket.
Isaac’s piercing gaze remained locked on Aria. When he heard the faint buzzing from her pocket, he whipped his head toward the three bodyguards and, his voice dripping with menace, demanded, “You didn’t confiscate her phone?”
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