The lights on the cruise ship turned on, everything returned to normal, and Jace Kingsley was searching all around for Ava Sterling, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t find her.
Ava Sterling’s phone couldn’t be reached either, and when he sent her ssages, she didn’t reply. His heart was in turmoil.
If that person wasn’t here, he might not have panicked, but with that person present, his thoughts uncontrollably wandered to them.
He gradually lost his usual composure.
He didn’t know how much ti had passed, but he realized his emotions couldn’t continue in this state, so he worked hard to calm himself down.
And when he finally cald down, he rembered the direction Ava Sterling had headed before and imdiately went out.
But unexpectedly, as soon as he stepped out, his footsteps halted.
Ahead, under the moonlight.
That tall, cold figure was embracing soone, her jet-black hair cascading down, like strands of black silk...
Jace Kingsley’s heart instantly contracted.
So it turns out... they are actually together...
He had long suspected it, but at the mont when he saw it with his own eyes, his heart was still struck hard.
Watching those figures move further away, watching the hair fluttering in the night sky, he clenched his five fingers, tightened them, and closed his eyes.
He couldn’t go over.
So things, once you step forward, there’s no turning back.
He forcibly suppressed the overwhelming emotions in his heart, and opened his eyes.
The person was already gone, and her figure was also no longer visible.
The night sky remained, and the endless sea ahead was unchanged.
Jace Kingsley slowly loosened his fingers and turned back inside.
It was just as he turned around that a sudden glint flashed across the corner of his eye.
He froze, then turned back, looking at a room not far away with its door open and shattered fragnts scattered across the corridor.
That glint just now had been reflected from those fragnts on the ground.
His eyes slightly narrowed, his gaze fell on those fragnts, then onto the room with its door open.
His heart sank, his steps moved forward.
Inside the room, a man was putting on his shirt, fastening a new belt.
At this mont, slow and steady footsteps approached.
His actions paused, he turned around.
Jace Kingsley stood at the door, looking at the ss inside, his gaze accurately landing on a small bag amid the chaos.
The small bag had fallen to a corner, the phone from inside also lay in pieces on one side.
At this mont, his gaze darkened.
She wasn’t with that person, rather...
A fierce look spread in Jace Kingsley’s eyes, he raised his gaze, looking at the man who was fastening his belt.
"What did you do to her?"
His gaze fell on the man’s hand, on the belt in that hand, no longer just fierce, but full of murderous intent.
He had seen this man before; he was with Joyner when boarding the cruise ship, and he hadn’t forgotten the way the man looked at Ava Sterling then.
But he hadn’t expected this person would actually dare to lay hands on Ava.
The man also recognized Jace Kingsley, and facing him, instead of vigilance or caution, he simply clipped the belt on with a click.
"Did what? Naturally, what a man and a woman would do."
The man’s nonchalant attitude, Jace Kingsley chuckled.
"Good."
"Very good."
...
Poe Vaughn was carrying Ava Sterling upstairs, during which his phone kept ringing incessantly, but he didn’t answer it, couldn’t answer it.
Instead, it was Ava Sterling, who was already in imnse pain, hearing the constant vibrating sound, her irritation grew stronger.
Unable to bear it, she started cursing again: "Damn it, can’t you just keep it quiet?"
Poes footsteps paused slightly, then continued forward.
Only, his gaze was fixed on the person in his arms.
The angrier Ava Sterling cursed, the paler her face beca, the more she suppressed, not even opening her eyes, just kept them tightly shut.
She was in intense pain, extrely uncomfortable, on the verge of breaking down.
Poe Vaughn’s fingers clenched tightly, his steps grew more heavy and quick.
anwhile, in the VIP room ahead, after pacifying the guests on the cruise and roughly explaining the reasons, Ethan Ainsworth headed upstairs to call Poe Vaughn.
There was no other way, it was this person who made him cut the power.
Without any reason given, he had to cut it.
He understood this person wasn’t one to act irrationally, although he wasn’t given a reason, after being friends for many years, he trusted him, so he had soone cut the power imdiately.
And now, with the power restored, everything returned to how it was before, naturally, he needed to ask the reason.
But strangely, when he called this person, he didn’t answer.
What’s going on?
Just as Ethan Ainsworth was about to hit redial and continue calling Poe Vaughn, suddenly outside ca a loud cursing voice.
It was a woman’s voice.
Extrely brazen!
Ethan Ainsworth was taken aback, then turned, looking at the equally surprised person on the sofa: "Vincent, did you hear that too?"
Vincent Donovan indeed heard it, and the mont he heard, he instantly thought of the night in the restaurant, the person who fell into Poe Vaughn’s arms.
Although he had guessed that girl was also here tonight, he hadn’t expected it to be true.
Vincent Donovan put down his wine glass, didn’t answer Ethan Ainsworth, and went out directly.
Ethan Ainsworth noticed sothing was off about his expression and followed him out.
And upon coming out, they saw a person wrapped in the shadow of the night coming from the corner.
Face solemn, aura imnsely deep and strong, with this person’s appearance, everything around seed to shrink in fear.
Vincent Donovan paused, then imdiately looked at the person in Poe Vaughn’s arms, imdiately telling Ethan Ainsworth, "Quick, call a doctor!"
Ethan Ainsworth also saw Ava Sterling in Poe Vaughn’s arms, he was full of interest, full of curiosity, full of gossip, then hearing Vincent Donovan’s words.
His heart tightened, he imdiately looked at Ava Sterling’s face, only then did he see Ava Sterling’s extrely unwell complexion, he quickly picked up his phone to make a call.
Poe Vaughn didn’t look at the two of them, he strode carrying Ava Sterling, directly entered the VIP room, carried her into the bedroom, and placed her on the bed.
And he did this with extre caution, tight tension, slow and careful, unlike his usual indifferent self.
Vincent Donovan and Ethan Ainsworth followed him inside, witnessing his actions at this mont, both shocked.
In this world, they had never seen Poe Vaughn treat anyone like this.
Like a precious treasure.
Ava Sterling lay on the bed, soft as clouds, the pain on her body seed not as severe.
At this mont, she relaxed.
Only, she still didn’t want to open her eyes.
Just this short while, she had exhausted too much strength, now relaxing she felt sowhat drowsy.
Falling asleep would an it wouldn’t hurt so much.
Poe Vaughn watched her sweat-dampened forehead, slightly parted lips, that slightly eased complexion, and finally her two hands.
Her hands were still tied with a belt, still loosely hanging broken.
He murmured darkly.
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