The Mafia Heiress's Comeback: She's More Than You Think novel Chapter 146

Chapter 146 Isla Was

Found

Wyatt, who had been desperately trying to steady his breathing only moments before, froze at the mention of Isla’s name. His body swayed, unsteady, as though the very mention of her had robbed him of his balance.

“Isla” wasn’t a name ordinary people should know.

Isla was merely an ordinary girl, yet many influential figures within the Sovereign Underworld had eagerly sought her favor simply because she had been personally protected Maren, Nikolas‘ successor.

To them, Maren was presumed dead, but Isla remained a coveted asset.

Few, however, knew of Isla’s existence, because Maren had always taken great care to keep her hidden from the public eye.

Wyatt was curious. How did this girl before her know about Isla?

And…

“How do you know Isla is being held here?” Wyatt asked, the fear and hesitation that had previously restrained

him slipping away, replaced by a compelling curiosity.

Wyatt’s response confirmed Maren’s suspicions–Isla was indeed here.

Great!

“So you do know. Now, tell me what room is she in?” Maren’s heart surged with excitement, but she carefully

concealed it, maintaining her usual calm demeanor.

“The third room on the left,” Wyatt answered quickly, his voice taut with fear.

Maren approached the third door, quickly sorted through the large set of keys, and selected the matching one.

The lock clicked open effortlessly, and she rushed inside. All she wanted was to find the kind, innocent little girl who lingered in her memories.

“Isla…”

At the very first sight of Isla, Maren couldn’t hold back her tears.

She hadn’t cried in years. Even when she’d been severely wounded on the battlefield, not a single tear had fallen. Yet, seeing Isla like this, all the walls she had built came crashing down.

The cell was barren, save for a pile of brittle, dry straw in the corner. A frail figure lay motionless atop it, so thin that it seemed the skin barely clung to her bones. If it weren’t for Maren’s sharp hearing, picking up the faintest rise and fall of Isla’s chest, she might have feared the girl was no longer alive.

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Chapter 146 Isla Was Found

“Isla… Isla, can you hear me?”

Maren reached for Isla’s wrist, checking for a pulse. She leaned in, pressing her ear to the girl’s chest, straining to hear a heartbeat, and gently lifted her eyelids to inspect her eyes.

Despite her careful examination, Isla remained unresponsive, her fragile form unmoving even when Maren nudged her.

As Maren completed her assessment, a heavy weight settled in her chest. Isla’s frail form was covered in old, jagged scars–each mark telling a story of years spent in suffering.

A sharp, agonizing pain surged through Maren’s chest, threatening to overwhelm her.

Knife wounds, lash marks, burns, internal injuries… How much pain had Isla endured over the years?

Each wound sent a fresh jolt through Maren’s nerves, and slowly, a murderous aura began to rise from her- one she could no longer suppress.

Outside the door, Wyatt stood frozen, terror creeping over him. Afraid Maren would take her anger out on him,

he turned to flee.

“If you move, I will kill you.” Maren’s voice, cold and commanding, cut through the air. Wyatt, rooted by fear, dared not make another move.

“Miss, I swear this isn’t my fault! I didn’t do anything–I’m just here to guard the prisoners!” Wyatt begged, his voice cracking, tears threatening to spill from his eyes.