Living With My Lady Boss - Season 7 Episode 91

“A large-scale sandstorm can alter the landscape, making it hard to determine which direction we are heading. If that’s the case, our operation might have to be terminated,” Isabella said.

Wilbur sighed and thought, ‘Had I known this would happen, I would have just come alone.” Regardless, sending Isabella and Ryder back at this point seemed impossible, so they could only wait.

The three sat in the car and listened to the wind blowing outside in silence.

Such a situation could be deadly, and disasters could take place at any moment.

It was a dangerous situation for Isabella and Ryder, but not for Wilbur because he could float in the air to find his way back at any time since he was at the Sanctuary

level.

The sandstorm raged for the entire night and only stopped the next morning, Isabella tried opening the car door, only to realize that it would not budge. It took quite a few tries for her to finally open the door. At that point, they realized that half of the car was buried in sand.

Isabella, Wilbur, and Ryder squeezed through the gaps they managed to open and stared at the sight before them helplessly.

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The road was completely covered by sand and was nowhere to be seen. Even if they managed to get the car out, they would not be able to drive it.

What surprised them, however, was spotting a Unimog passing by a few miles away.

It was a top-class tractor with a luxurious interior that cost over 1.5 million,

Three people exited the tractor, dressed in attire suitable for traveling in a desert.

Wilbur recognized that they were the same two men and the woman he ran into on the plane. What a small world! The three spotted Wilbur and the others as well but ignored them. i The muscular man proceeded to unload three UTVs from the tractor. They loaded a few large bags before getting ready to depart.

Just then, Isabella shouted, “Wait a minute! What are you doing here?” ‘Why is this woman so nosy?” Wilbur thought to himself.

The group simply ignored her, and she strode toward them, and showed them her badge before standing in their way.

“Stop the car. I need to inspect your belongings.” “”Scram. Don’t get in my way,” the man

I who wore a suit said coldly.

Her expression darkened and she pulled out her gun. “Say that again?” The man scoffed and said, “I can crush you right here. Don’t piss me off or get in my way. Understood?” The muscular man next to him took a step forward and glared coldly at Isabella.

Isabella raised her gun and said, “This is a restricted area. You are not allowed here without a permit.” “Rules don’t apply to me. Get out of my way if you want to live,” the man responded.

Furious, Isabella reached out to grab the muscular man, her aura surging.

The muscular man simply scoffed and threw a punch at her.

Isabella grunted in pain and backed a few steps away, her left arm slumping

powerlessly.

The man darted forward to grab Isabella’s gun, not giving her the time to respond.

Shocked, Isabella took two steps back and fired up her aura. Wind began to gather around her, and sand started to swirl.

Just then, Wilbur closed the ten-meter gap between them with a leap and stood between the two.

“”How dare you attack an officer?” he asked.

Although he did not enjoy Isabella’s nosy nature, he could not simply stand idly by as she faced danger, so he had no choice but to interfere.