He seemed like any ordinary old man if it were not for the black tattoos all over his exposed skin. No one would have thought of him as a murderer.

“Why are you showing me this photo?” Natalie put the photo on the table. “Are you going to let me go so that I can give it to Stanley?”

Sean let out a chuckle and said airily, “Of course not. I just want to let you know what the murderer looks like.”

Natalie bit her lip and did not say anything.

She had asked him that question to sound him out, wanting to know if he was aware that Shane was on the way to rescue her.

Based on his reaction, it seemed like he was clueless about it.

That had her heave a sigh of relief.

Luckily, he doesn't know. He might bring me elsewhere if he does, and Shane would come in vain.

With that in mind, Natalie took the photo and stood up. “I am going back to my room.”

Upon saying that, she turned and walked out of the dining room without looking back.

Sean looked over his shoulder to stare at her figure, seemingly in a pensive mood.

her room, Natalie closed the

Sean would

so even when he was not around. There was still Jacqueline,

between her and Jacqueline could not be ignored, so there was a chance for the

that was settled, she took a deep breath and put the photo on her bedside

a habit of hers to stay on the balcony

there was any ship passing by so that she could cry for

leaned against the handrail

heard a

lifted her head and

a few steps back and

any bees I've ever seen. Will I die if it stings me?

to move an inch for fear of provoking the bee into stinging

eye contact with the bee for a long moment, but none of them was willing to

noticed

eyes? It... looks like some kind of a hidden camera.

widened in surprise as her heart

it is, who sent it here? Is it

she hoped it was the

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