During the day, she went out to gather information and confirm the matter.
Yves remarked, “Sweetheart, don’t gross me out.”
Considering what Isabelle said, it was not hard to guess what all these people at the venue were pondering as they stared at her and Yves. They hesitated to make a move, wary of their overwhelming presence.
Both of them took seats in the front row.
Those few guys who were guarding the entrance yesterday and were knocked over by Isabelle were now at the venue. When they saw Isabelle, they immediately reported to their boss.
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