Chapter 301 Offshore Account

Ella

The cold, salty breeze that brushed against my face as we arrived at the docks was a stark, but welcoming, contrast to the stifling warmth of the party. The night was dark, the water shimmering faintly under the moonlight.

Moored ahead of us was an enormous yacht, its sprawling length dotted with sparkling lights, making it look like a floating palace.

“God, how big is this thing?” I whispered, taking in the sheer size of the vessel. “That’s my brother’s taste for you,” Logan murmured, his voice a mix of amusement and exasperation.

The yacht, named The Serpent’s Charm, was truly an epitome of luxury and excess. After a tour of the sprawling main deck, Logan led me towards the interior, with a promise of showing the opulence that lay within..

Opening a double door adorned with intricate golden patterns, we entered the grand lounge. It was vast, stretching wide with plush velvet couches and a massive crystal chandelier hanging above. On the far end was a bar, its shelves stocked with rows of the finest spirits and champagnes.

“And here, Ms. Morgan,” a voice interrupted, making us turn. It was a man in a crisp uniform, likely the captain. “Is where many of our esteemed guests like to unwind. The lounge boasts a collection of spirits from over fifty countries.”

“Seems like your brother has quite the taste,” I remarked, taking in the grandeur of not only the yacht itself, but the staff. It was like being in an extremely expensive hotel. Logan shrugged. “Or perhaps too much money to burn.”

The captain, perhaps sensing the underlying tension, quickly changed the topic. “Shall we proceed to the dining area?”

looked like different eras. The dining room was another spectacle. A long table made

here are quite the affair,”

of excess,” I retorted, only half-joking. Logan smirked. “You certainly have a way with words, Ella,” he said. Then, lowering his voice: “And you’re

and then a cinema room with plush recliners and a screen that took up

theater?” I

for a private screening later? I’ve got all sorts of foreign. films,

spa area complete with a sauna and a jacuzzi. Every step I took felt like sinking further into a world of extravagance I’d only ever read

surprised,” Logan said quietly as we followed behind the tour group. “Not used

father never cared for stuff like this. None of us did. We had a nice penthouse and a mountain estate, and sure, there were plenty of parties. and galas. But a yacht

the tour, approaching what looked like private

magic happens,” she said with a wink, gesturing to a grand bedroom with an adjoining

flaunting wealth; it was a statement. A declaration of power and

asked, her voice dripping

maintaining a polite facade. “Though, I have to ask: how does one

used to it. And with

can only imagine,”

off the overwhelming sensation of having glimpsed another world-a world of unchecked extravagance, where every

blood money was behind every polished surface and every

sensed my discomfort because he tightened

my arm, and

like this,”

I quipped back mentally. Logan’s brother, a tall figure with dark hair and a smirk to rival Loga’s, led the guests toward

at my elegant but non-aquatic outfit,

bring a

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