Fated Marriage Spoiled by My Ice Billionaire novel Chapter 169

Chapter 169 Finish Her Off

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She wore a turtleneck underneath, and Ramon couldn’t pull it off. So, he pulled a combat knife from his back pocket.

isabelle’s blood ran cold. Tears streamed down her face.

“How much do you want? I can give it to you. Just please, don’t use the knife…” she pleaded.

Ramon smirked, planting one foot on her leg as he leaned forward. The cold, gleaming blade tapped lightly against her cheek

Isabelle trembled all over. The icy metal felt menacing–one wrong move was all it would take.

She squeezed her eyes shut. “I can give you any amount. Please, just don’t kill me.”

Ramon snorted. With one hand gripping her collar, he used the knife to slice through the fabric.

Hold still now. Wouldn’t want to ruin that pretty face,” he said in a taunting drawl.

sabelle fell silent, tears flowing uncontrollably.

Someone, please… help me.

She screamed the words inside her head.

Isabelle felt the cold air inch across her exposed neck, not daring to move a muscle.

Everything stopped when Ramon lifted his foot from her leg.

Cautiously, Isabelle opened her eyes to see the three young men staring.

Her soft shoulders were exposed.

A raw, choking sob broke from her. She had never imagined she would face this kind of humiliation.

“Pictures, pictures…” Ramon fumbled his phone from his pocket and started snapping photos of Isabelle’s face.

She shut her eyes again, refusing to look at the phone.

it i can’t see it, maybe it’s not happening.

Then, he made a call right in front of her. “Got the target. Photos are done. Wire the hundred grand first, as we agreed. Then you get the pictures.”

Cheapskate. You’ll get your money. How do I know you really have her? Let me hear her voice.”

abelle couldn’t hear the other side of the conversation.

to her, a fresh wave of dread hit her.

lightly patting her cheek.

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Chapter 169 Finish Her Off

Isabelle had no choice. She bit down hard and snarled, “Don’t let me find out who you are. Or else… Before she could finish, Ramon clamped a hand over her mouth. “Too much talking,” he muttered.

He let go carefully, then spoke back into the phone. “Hear that? Now transfer the money.”

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The moment he hung up, a squad of police officers stormed the floor. They moved quickly and precisely, guns drawn, securing the entire level. “Police! Don’t move!”

Isabelle seemed to glimpse a glimmer of hope. She scanned the room. Among the uniformed officers was a man with a dark, tense expression, his jaw clenched tight.

It was Collin.

Isabelle broke down, crying uncontrollably.

He got the call. Someone came for me.

The three teens were stunned by the sudden raid. The combat knife clattered to the dusty floor, kicking up a small cloud.

They raised their hands and dropped into panicked crouches, offering no resistance.

Collin rushed to Isabelle, immediately shrugging off his coat and draping it over her exposed shoulders.

“You came. I thought you didn’t get the call.” She was trembling all over.

Forgetting all decorum, Collin pulled her head against his chest. “It’s okay. It’s over. Don’t cry. You’ll ruin your face,” he soothed softly.

A female officer nearby was already cutting the ropes from her wrists and ankles.

Isabelle didn’t try to stand. Her whole body shook, too weak to support itself, still in a state of shock.

The officers took initial statements, which the teens gave truthfully.

Just as they were preparing to leave, Isabelle said, “Officer, I have an idea that could help you close this case faster.”

The group exchanged looks. The lead detective glanced at Collin for confirmation.

Collin nodded.

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