Instantly<b>, </b><b>the </b>three <b>bodyguards </b>bowed deeply. “Our apologies, Mr. Shaw
<b>Aria </b><b>pulled </b>out her phone with a mocking smirk and sneered, “What are you so afraid off if I don’t answer, do you really think Owen, would be out i <b>hero</b><b>?? </b>
With that, she answered the call. Owen’s urgent voice came through: “Where are you?”
“At a bar.”
On the other end, Owen’s grip on the steering wheel loosened slightly as relief washed over him.
With Aria’s skills surpassing his, Owen knew there was no way she’d be caught so easily.
Even if she got caught, it would only be on purpose.
After all, this mess stemmed from him. He had to be the one to fix it.
Owen said, “I just got a message from Isaac. You…”
“Mm–hmm.” Aria cut him off before he could finish. “Rx, I’ve got this. I just got tired from shopping, so I’m taking <b>a </b>little break here.”
Under the watchful eyes of Isaac and his bodyguards<b>, </b>she casually shifted positions, settling deeper into her seat with deliberate ease.
“I just don’t get it. If this person has a grudge against you, why drag me into it?<b>” </b>
Owen fell silent, his voice heavy with guilt. “I’m sorry.”
Aria said, “Don’t apologize. me that blind old bastard instead.”
Isaac exploded with rage, his face turning beet red. ‘Did that brat just call me a blind old bastard?‘
He shot to his feet. The sudden movement sent the woman beside him tumbling off the sofa.
“Don’t worry. I’m hanging up,” Aria said into the phone.
She pocketed her phone and locked eyes with Isaac<b>. </b>“About to make a move?”
“I only wanted to use you to lure Owen here,” Isaac said, his eyes glinting with malice. “But I’ve changed my mind. Since you’re the woman <b>he </b>loves most, I think it’ll be much more fun to break you.”
Aria looked genuinely shocked. “Wait, I’m supposed to be someone’s one true love? Owen? Who the hell said that?”
Aria fired off three rapid questions in disbelief.
Isaac sneered, “Now you regret it? Toote.”
He snarled, “Strip her!”
Isaac’s bodyguards, all exclusively trained by the Shaw family, hesitated. They had never crossed any real moral lines before.
Isaac’s eyes turned cial as he issued a bone–chilling warning. “If you don’t act now, I’ll skip you alive!”
The first to act were the same three bodyguards who had tried to capture Aria earlier.
They already knew how this would end, so they just went through the motions.
<b>Within </b><b>moments</b>, the bodyguards in the <b>private </b><b>room </b><b>were </b>sent <b>flying </b><b>one </b><b>after </b><b>another</b>, crashing <b>to </b>the fee in ntes
Ana dusted off her clothes, <b>coolly </b>raised her <b>eyes</b><b>, </b>her gaze locking onto Isaac.
<b>Isaac’s </b><b>fate </b>twisted in terror as he stumbled backward, his voice trembling. “<b>Y</b>… you… <b>you</b>..,
<b>Ana </b><b>snatched </b>the fruit knife from the table and hurled it in one fluid motion.
Her knife struck Isaac in the leg. He let out a blood–curdling stream and copsed to the floor, clutching his wound in agony
Aria pressed the de closer and wained, “Try me again, and this knife finds your heart!”
She brushed herself off and str?de out of the bar without a backward nce,
The woman cowered in the corner, too terrified to make a sound. Only after Aria left did she dare to crawl forward on her hands and knees<b>, </b>her face streaked with tears. “Mr. Shaw… hold on, please! I’ll call an ambnce right away!<i>” </i>
Just as Aria stepped out of the VIP room, Anabel came rushing toward her, followed closely by an unfamiliar middle–aged man.
“Aria!<b>” </b>
Anabel hurried over to Aria, scanning her from head to toe, anxiety
Aria shook her head. “I’m fine.”
Anabel let out a relieved sigh. “You scared me to death!”
over her face. “Are you okay? Are you hurt? Did Grandpa harm you?”
The middle–aged man studied Aria intently, then stepped past her and entered the private room.
His gaze instantly froze as he took in the scene before him.
Isaac grimaced in agony, his face contorted with rage as he snarled, “Owen’s girl did this! Take them out!”
Aria took two steps back, tilted her head slightly, and said, “My name is Aria. I’m not Owen’s girl, just a friend.”
She warned coldly, “Call me
wrong again, and I’ll blind you.”