277 Call for Help in Vain


    As she spoke, she took out a pen and tissue, preparing to write a number to prevaricate.


    “Since you like to sleep early and get up early, how about we going to sleep now?”


    The man directly took Isabe’s pen and reached out to hold her shoulder, “Beauty, you are open. Let’s go and have fun together with my buddies.”


    The biggest difference between the hooligans here and those hypocrites that Isabe usually saw was that those hypocrites would still behave themselves in front of others, and hooligans had no bottom line.


    Isabe’s expression changed. She shook off the man’s hand and wanted to leave. When she left, she found that her bag was in the other man’s hand. She said angrily, “What do you want to do? Let go of me!”


    “Sure.” The man with the nose ring became more interested when he saw that Isabe was angry.


    “Let go of me!”


    Before Isabe finished speaking, the man let go of her. Isabe staggered back a step and crashed into the arms of another tattooed man.


    “Beauty, why are you hitting me?”


    .....


    The tattooed man was even more excessive. He directly picked up Isabe and said, “You have to take responsibility for hitting me.”


    “Let go of me!”


    Isabe pressed against the big man’s chest. When he picked her up, she scratched the big man’s face. Then, she ignored her bag and ran away.


    “Hoodie, the little girl scratched you. Don’t you feel ashamed? If you can’t do it, give her to me!”


    “Damn! I didn’t expect her to be so shrewish.”


    The tattooed man wiped the blood off his face and spat, “Little girl, I will catch you and torture you to death.”


    All menughed.


    Isabe heard the arrogantughter of the group of hooligans. She ran into a dead end and felt fear.


    Isabe tried to calm down.


    She listened to theughter and chatting in the distance. She carefully hid beside the trash can. She took out her phone and called Joseph.


    Joseph’s number had already been set with the easy button. It was faster to call him than call the police.


    Isabe thought that based on his personality, even if they were separate, he would rush over as soon as he knew that she was in trouble.


    Just like he had saved Isabe from Lukas, and he had pulled her back from under the wheel.


    He had always made Isabe feel safe.


    The call connected.


    In the Ayanna Hospital.


    In the quiet and dark ward, the liquid in the infusion bottle dripped into Ste’s body. The phone next to her vibrated and wakened her up.


    Because he was afraid of disturbing her rest, Joseph switched his phone to vibration mode.


    Ste woke up and saw that Joseph’s phone was vibrating. Joseph was lying beside her and sleeping soundly.


    Ste picked up the phone and was about to wake Joseph up. When she saw the caller ‘dear little fox’, she stopped.


    She remembered the beautiful girl called Isabe in the day and turned off the phone without hesitation.


    She thought, ‘Joseph is mine. No one can get him.’


    “Buzz ...”


    Ste was afraid that Joseph would be wakened by the phone, so she hung up the phone.


    “Help!” The message came.


    ‘Help?’


    Ste sneered.


    She thought, ‘This little girl is tricky.’


    ‘She sends this message in the night. Does she think that Joseph will go to find her?’


    ‘You only knew Joseph for one month, and do you want to get his love? No way!’


    Ste quickly tapped on the phone, then curled up the corners of her lips. She looked at the handsome side profile of Joseph.


    On Isabe’s side, the call had been connected but was hung up.


    Isabe was stunned.


    She was confused why Joseph hung up the phone without speaking.


    Isabe immediately dialed again, but it was still hung up.


    Isabe anxiously sent a message, “Help!”


    Almost at the same time, a message was received, “We are all asleep. Don’t disturb us. We can talk tomorrow. Don’t call again.”


    At that moment, the despair in Isabe’s heart was even greater than the fear from outside.


    ‘Don’t disturb them ...’


    ‘Don’t disturb ...’


    She asked him for saving her, and she did not ask for help from the police. She ced all her hopes on him, but he told her not to disturb him.


    Isabe bit her lips and closed the message. Just as she was about to call the police, footsteps entered the alley.


    Isabe turned off her phone and listened to the approaching footsteps. She observed the environment and pushed the trash can away. She jumped onto the high wall next to her!


    “Oh no!”


    Isabe overestimated herself. She failed to jump and was hanging on the wall. A woman’s voice sounded, “Little girl, don’t be afraid. Come with me.”


    Isabe was surprised. She looked at the woman who walked into the alley and said vigntly, “Who are you?”


    “Let’s talk about itter. Hurry up, those hooligans areing!”


    The woman turned to leave, and Isabe followed in a hurry.


    Five minutester, the woman pulled Isabe to a crowded ce. It was already 2:30 in the morning.


    Even the bustling nightclub area had be quiet.


    “Thank you! Thank you!”


    “Thank you for saving me.” Isabe panted as she ran.


    “Fortunately, if those gangsters catch you, you will be in danger. They are famous gangsters in this area, and they do evil. Even the police are bothered.”


    The woman tried to catch her breath. She looked at Isabe from head to toe, “Why are you here in the middle of the night?”


    “I quarreled with my boyfriend and ran away from home.”


    Isabe smiled. The woman in front of Isabe was already middle-aged, but she was very beautiful. Her makeup was very coquettish. Isabe thought of the female boss in martial arts novels. Isabe had a good impression of her.


    “It’s not a good habit to run away from home. You don’t have a ce to stay tonight, right?”


    The middle-aged woman finally calmed down and stood up, “I have a shop nearby. Go to my ce and rest for a while. Don’t let those people catch you again. Go home early tomorrow.”


    “Really? Thank you so much!”


    Isabe suffered a lot on this night, but she felt that she was lucky. Just now, she was in extreme despair. But a kind-hearted sister appeared and saved her life.


    One should have hope. When encountered with difficulty, one couldn’t lose hope. There would be another way to solve the problem.


    Isabe followed the middle-ageddy to her small shop. When Isabe saw that it was a barbershop, she was more certain of the identity of the “chivalrous bossdy” she had guessed. Isabe was reassured.


    Just as she went up the stairs, a hand suddenly reached in front of Isabe and blocked her way, “Miss Ghost, you even dare to take away Mr. Cedric’s people. Do you want to die?”


    Isabe was stunned and saw the person in front of her clearly, “Peter?”


    Unexpectedly, the middle-ageddy who saved Isabe also knew Peter. She was a little surprised, “Mr. Hill? Why do youe tonight? What did you mean by Mr. Cedric? Could it be ...”


    “Shut up!”


    “I’ll give you three days to leave Peace City. If I see you again, I’ll rip your head off!” Peter said sternly.