Crazy Deal's

Followed

...No one knows the magic of love until you lose love....

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"What time is it now? My stomach is hungry. Oh, my God, it's seven o'clock at night."

After filling his stomach, Isabell ended his adventure today. Grimacing to see a lot of groceries. Things that he will not wear in the near future and he also does not know when they will be used. Maybe he will never use it at all and maybe he will give it to Lexi or Carry.

Isabell drove the car home. He still had to stop by the supermarket to buy his necessities.

This time Isabell was driving leisurely. The roof of the car was also closed. Only his hands occasionally came out through the window, letting the wind sweep through the skin of his hands.

Suddenly he felt something strange, like someone was following him. The road was quite quiet, but the car behind him seemed reluctant to precede him. At first he was not suspicious at all, but still it felt awkward to see the car was always right behind him since he came out of the parking lot.

"Did they follow me? I can't be so bad of a guess." Isabell shook his head, his heart started racing. There is a fear that sneaks in.

But he still needs to prove, even deliberately Isabell slow down the speed of his car, and the car also helped slow down his speed. Isabell then sped up the speed of the car and the car did as well.

"The car was indeed following me," he muttered increasingly worriedly. "Did Daddy send a bodyguard for me without my knowledge?"

The umpteenth violation he did was to use a cell phone while driving. On the second ring, his father immediately answered his call.

"Isabell?"

"Yes, Dad, it's me. How are you, queen and all?"

"good. What about you, honey?"

"I'm fine too. I took a day off today and I shopped a lot of stuff. I almost spent Harry's money."

"Sounds very pleasant."

"Yes, it's so fun. By the way, Dad, can you send some people here to accompany me."

"of course. How many people do you need? Maid or do you need a bodyguard too? I thought you didn't like it. Daddy just sent someone to keep an eye on you."

"watch me. That means you did send a bodyguard for me, Dad?"

"Yes, but he won't be seen by you. You will not notice his presence. It won't make you feel uncomfortable."

Isabell was nervous. That is, the one who followed him was not his father's bodyguard. Amidst his nervousness, Isabell tried to maintain concentration, setting his tone to keep it looking calm.

But where is his father's bodyguard at a time like this?

"I will think about it and contact you immediately about the increase of the bodyguards. Can you call the bodyguard you ordered, Dad? Ask where is he? I need him to bring my stuff. I miss you, Dad."

The call ended, Isabell threw his phone just like that, and he again increased the speed.

He breathed a sigh of relief once the supermarket building was seen, at least the supermarket would be crowded with visitors, there was no way someone would harm him there. Isabell immediately parked the car, immediately ran into the supermarket. He looked back, to see if the car had stopped and unfortunately the car had stopped too.

Isabell saw two large men wearing masks coming down from the car. Isabell immediately sought a hideout, it was not wrong that the two men were indeed following him. The question is, why would anyone follow him? Are they robbers? The kidnappers?

Oh, my God, where's the phone? He should have taken her, not left her in the car. How he should contact his father to tell his location. He just hopes that his dad makes a tracker on his phone like Willson did on their only daughter, Lexi. Ck! Is it that important for the royal family?

Brugh!

Isabell hit someone and fell to the floor. Not caring about the pain in his buttocks, Isabell immediately stood up, ignoring the man he had just hit.

"Aren't you very polite, Isabell?"

Isabell immediately stopped as soon as he heard the voice he had memorized so clearly. He immediately turned around and saw Steven was looking at him. Isabell glanced at the two men who were following her, stopped their steps and was seen pretending to choose groceries.

"Stevens! This is really you!" Isabell immediately jumped into his arms which the man greeted warmly.

"I'm glad to see you." Isabell glanced back and the two people who followed him were no longer there but in front of the cashier.

Am I wrong to think? Isabell wondered in his heart. It might be the purpose of the two men to go to the supermarket to buy the goods they need.

"What are you buying?" isabell asked to turn his ugly stupidity to others. "Agra?" Isabell read what was written on the object held by the man. "I was just thinking about Lexi and you showed up in front of me. You and Lexi are friends, lovers of the afterlife. What the hell is that, anyway? Isabell pointed at the object in Steven's grasp.

"Something that smells of adults. A gift to my in-laws."

"Oh, Lexi's coming with you?"

"Yes, he heard you coming and he insisted on seeing you. What do you want to buy?"

"Ah, I almost forgot about it. I need pads" replied Isabell, who had almost forgotten his purpose.

Steven nodded as he walked in search of the thing Isabell wanted. He was used to buying things for Lexi, so it wasn't hard for him to find where he was.

"Do you need a winged one or a regular one?" in his hand was a bandage that his wife used. The winged. But he needed to make sure to Isabell that Isabell might have different tastes.

Steven's best friend, it's nothing to be ashamed of when the man asks him that question. "I need a winged one and a long one."

Steven immediately took what he needed. "Do you still need anything else?"

Isabell. They immediately headed for the cashier.

"Are you not sure you want to buy another?"

Isabell seemed to think for a moment. Like Steven, he shouldn't have wasted this opportunity.

"Maybe I need some snacks." Isabell pulls a trolly.

"Some snacks don't need trolly, Isabell."

Isabell giggling. "I need a lot of snacks. Thank you, Steven. You're the best."

"Ck! Don't fall in love with me. To hurt Lexi is to kill me."

"Curtain! I have a man who is better than you!"