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.”

daughter have to fear? Made some enemies in this city, did

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

drop the subject. “Should I tell Harry about this little

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 precaution

“And who would trust

aboard such a yacht? Besides…” I paused, putting forward my ace. “…It might also make one wonder

eyes, but it was quickly replaced

purse. “But know this, Ella. You’re not the

voice steady. She handed me my purse

though it had taken on a different tone. When it was just the two of

her palms after touching my purse,

cocked my head, genuinely surprised by this revelation. Marina nodded. “If I didn’t know better, I’d say you’re actually

a lock of golden hair over her shoulder and sauntered out

that was,”

I couldn’t help but think

better,’ she had said. What did that mean, exactly? That she was onto us? It came as no surprise that the heiress watched everything like a hawk behind

and opulent bedroom, completely alone, I swore I

through the maze of the enormous yacht, and eventually needing to ask one of the staff to guide me back to the pool, I finally

deck. The sounds of

I took it gratefully, drinking half of it in one gulp. All of the

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