Chapter 138 Her Captors

• Isabelle slowly opened her eyes, groggily looking into her surroundings. Her head was pounding and her memories were hazy. Her head throbbed as recollections of an incident that occurred before she passed out, seeped back, fragmented and out of order.
• Panic set in as she scrambled to sit up when a huge wave of dizziness hit her, forcing her back down. Her eyes widened as she heard some voices approaching. She knew she had been kidnapped, but by who?.... Who was after her life and why?
• As the voices got closer, she was able to recognize one as the lady she had met in the restroom. She silently laid back on the cold floor and closed her eyes, pretending to be asleep while peeping lightly.