Chapter 115 Misfortune

"What exactly is she not telling me?" Isabelle muttered to herself as she left the spot she was standing on for a while, her curiosity piqued as she made to cross the road after noticing the pedestrian light turn green.
As Isabelle walked alone, her feet carried her forward absentmindedly, while her mind wandered to a distant place. Lost in the thoughts of her last conversation with Rachael, she didn't notice the world around her. All she was eager to know about was the identity of the woman Rachael was hiding from her.
Her eyes gazed downwards and her shoulders slumped, she was oblivious to the dangers lurking around her. Suddenly, the screech of tires pierced the air, and time seemed to freeze. Isabelle abruptly raised her head to the calling of her name. Her gaze darted to the source of the voice.