Vicky understood Lincoln's message clearly. Her movements were confined to this room, and if he suspected she tried to escape, she would end up tightly bound.It did not take long before someone knocked on the room's door, and Miranda entered with a tray of food."Mister Hart, this is the meal you requested for Ms. Shaw," she said.Lincoln took the tray. "Yes, you can go now," he replied, his eyes briefly glancing at Vicky.Vicky made no attempts to shout or question Miranda, and she did not lose her temper either. After all, doing any of that would not change anything.Lincoln approached Vicky with the tray. "You must be hungry after going a day without food," he remarked, lifting the utensils as if he intended to feed her.Vicky instinctively avoided his hand. "I can manage on my own."Lincoln did not push further and handed her the tray.The food was plentiful and clearly well-prepared.Vicky did not have much of an appetite, but under Lincoln's watchful eye, she picked up
Vicky remained silent and did not engage in further conversation with Lincoln.In turn, Lincoln maintained his harmless facade and did not push her to speak. Observing her reluctance to talk to him, he left the room....Vicky was awakened in the middle of the night by the sound of thunder and the ship violently rocking.The cabin was illuminated by occasional flashes of lightning, and raindrops the size of beans streaked down the windows.It was raining heavily. The rain at sea, especially in such intensity, posed a considerable danger.Soon, Vicky heard hurried footsteps approaching her cabin.Miranda, who was stationed at the door, noticed that Vicky had turned on the lights and knocked before entering. "It's raining outside, Ms. Shaw. Of course, there's no need to worry. The captain has extensive experience in navigating rough weather. We won't run into any problems."Through the window, the surging sea relentlessly pounded against the deck. Its menacing appearance seemed a
Stealthily taking someone away was the safest approach.Vicky nodded softly at the suggestion. "Alright."As she was about to get out of bed, Tyler suddenly held her back.Confused, Vicky turned to look at Tyler, who pulled out a raincoat he prepared."Put on the raincoat," said Tyler.Conflict filled Vicky's eyes. "Why aren't you wearing a raincoat?"Tyler helped her put on the raincoat and hoarsely replied, "It affects visibility and movement."Vicky thus put on the raincoat.Following Tyler's lead, they quietly left the cabin.Outside, the rain was pouring heavily, and thunder rumbled in the background.The ship rocked continuously in the tempest.The deck was very slippery due to the rain. Vicky nearly slipped a few times as they walked but was steadied by Tyler in time.In the dim light, his strikingly handsome face appeared exceptionally pale. He held her wrist tightly, his fingers cold as though they belonged to a lifeless body.His expression remained calm, his gaz
The wind howled, its gusts threatening to blow everyone away.Even though Vicky wore a raincoat, the cold raindrops pelted her face and caused intense discomfort.Vicky bravely climbed down the ladder.She knew she did not possess exceptional skills, and even a second's delay could make her a burden to others.As the rain intensified, the rope ladder swung in the raging wind.Beneath her feet lay the pitch-black, chilling seawater. It was difficult to imagine that the once tranquil, beautiful sea could become so terrifying in moments like these.Gunshots echoed in the air, but Vicky did not look up. She tried to ignore the seawater below her and focused all her attention on climbing.Falling into the ocean meant being instantly swept away by the waves. With the fierce wind blowing, the torrential rain hampered Vicky's progress.She used every ounce of strength to cling to the rope ladder. Despite her utmost concentration, there were moments when her feet slipped, nearly causing
Vicky's eyes were fixed on Tyler's tall, imposing figure. He stood amid the raging storm, unmoving.On the ship, Lincoln watched as his subordinates fell around him. This did not faze him, and he even smiled slightly. "You know your way with guns, no doubt," he remarked, looking at the gun pointed at him. "But you're out of bullets now, aren't you?"Tyler's gaze darkened, but he did not say a word."I kidnapped the woman you care about the most. Given your personality, you would've shot me the moment you saw me if you had any bullets left. You didn't," Lincoln continued.Tyler had always been a decisive person who did not hesitate, so his failure to shoot Lincoln indicated he ran out of bullets.Lincoln smugly waved the gun in his hand. "You're out of bullets, but I'm not." He released the safety and alternated the aim of the gun between Tyler and the speedboat. He chuckled softly and said, "Tell me: Should I kill you or Vicky Shaw?"Without waiting for Tyler's answer, Lincoln co
Lincoln threw away the gun Tyler tried to wrest from him; he had another one, anyway.Tyler seemed to have seen through Lincoln's intentions and pulled Lincoln's handgun from his waist before he could do anything.Lincoln paled in an instant. Seeing that Tyler had released the safety on the gun, Lincoln jumped toward the staircase and down to the lower deck.Although this ship was not as large as a cruise liner, there was still considerable space.Lincoln knew the layout of the ship well, and it was almost impossible to locate him immediately.Tyler lowered his gaze at the blood that seeped from his body to his feet with a dark look on his face. Being pursued by so many people, he could not remain unscathed and was shot.In such treacherous weather, the sea could easily capsize the boat, and Vicky was still in danger.His thoughts raced in a split second before deciding he would give up the chase for Lincoln and prepare to leave.Harry and Vicky breathed a sigh of relief when t
Vicky knew Tyler was holding onto the rope, so she rushed to help. However, her strength alone was not enough, and she could not move him at all.Vicky immediately called for Harry. "Harry! Help!"Harry assessed the precarious situation of the speedboat. He gritted his teeth and rushed over to assist Vicky in pulling the rope.The rope was extremely heavy. Even for Harry, pulling it up was challenging.He had to exert every ounce of his strength to pull Tyler up until Tyler's body finally emerged from the water.It was only then that Harry understood why he struggled to move Tyler.Lincoln was gripping Tyler's leg.He jumped into the water after Tyler to take Tyler down before dying.The deafening roar of the waves echoed through the air, drowning out all other sounds.Harry turned his gaze in the direction of the approaching colossal wave, realizing that the wave was dangerously close. Everyone would be overturned by the enormous wave if they did not leave!Lincoln, too, not
Vicky finally heard Tyler clearly, and her expression darkened."Just hold on a little longer!" she said, her voice filled with determination. "I'll save you!"Tyler's gaze was calm, even in this life-or-death moment. His eyes showed no hint of emotion. "I can't hold on for much longer," he calmly replied.Vicky was aware that Tyler had been shot in the arm and knew he could not endure for much longer."Just a little longer." Vicky's fingers tightened on the rope, and her knuckles turned white with the effort. "Just a little longer!"Suddenly, the speedboat lurched, causing Vicky's body to sway dangerously over the edge. She almost fell into the sea but managed to steady herself in time.Lowering her head to focus on pulling Tyler up, she saw Tyler's gaze fixed on her. In his eyes, she saw a mixture of longing, reluctance to let go, and an intense, indelible affection.With a voice tinged with emotions, he said, "I never intended to let you go."Indeed, he had not intended to l