Chapter 302 Baring It All

Ella

The luxuriousness of the suite was quickly overshadowed by the cold weight of Marina’s smirk, the shine of my pistol in her hands contrasting sharply with the opulent interior.

My heart leaped into my throat. In my haste, I had left my purse on the bed, so consumed by the idea of wearing the ridiculous bikini.

“Give that back, Marina,” I hissed, too tense to even move. Marina smirked. “Well, well,” she said, letting the pistol dangle dangerously with her finger in the trigger guard. “Color me surprised. Ella Morgan keeps a gun in her purse. It’s like…. finding a snake in a flower patch.”

I felt my throat constrict. Ema urged me to lunge for the gun, but I knew that it was dangerous.

“Just… Put it back,” I said. “Please.”

“I have to know, though,” she said. “Why do you have a pistol in your purse, Ella?” Marina asked, her voice dripping with faux sweetness, as she fingered the gun. Drawing on every ounce of calm I could muster, I replied, “It’s just for safety. I always keep one on me.”

“Is that so? What does the billionaire’s spoiled daughter have to fear? Made some enemies in this

I answered curtly. “This city isn’t exactly known for being safe. You know that

push further or drop the subject. “Should I tell Harry about this little secret

alert. “There’s no need,” I began, drawing on my experience as a lawyer to help me argue my way out of this. “In fact, it might be more beneficial to keep this between us. My father always taught me to be prepared, and considering the city’s crime rates, a little

mind. “And who would trust a guest with a concealed weapon at such

would trust the city’s underbelly, even aboard such a yacht? Besides…” I paused, putting forward my ace. “…It might also make one wonder why a guest felt the need for

flicker of uncertainty crossed Marina’s eyes, but it was quickly

into my purse. “But know this, Ella.

replied, trying to keep my voice steady. She handed

it was

palms after

by this revelation. Marina nodded. “If I didn’t

of golden hair over her shoulder and sauntered out of the room. I stood there for a

shocked as I felt. “I don’t know what that was,” I replied, resisting the urge to

I stood there, I couldn’t help

What did that mean, exactly? That she was onto us? It came as no surprise that the heiress watched

even as I stood in the middle of her large and opulent bedroom,

painstaking journey through the maze of the enormous yacht, and eventually needing to ask one of the staff to guide me

air hit my face as I stepped out onto the deck. The sounds of

his brow furrowed with concern as he handed me a champagne glass. I took it gratefully, drinking half of it in one gulp. All of the alcohol from that night was beginning to make me

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