Chapter 842

In the wee hours, the sea turned treacherous as a fierce wind picked up.

The small boat struggled against the increasingly violent waves, coming dangerously close to capsizing several times.

The skipper's face was etched with concentration as he gestured frantically to Keith.

It was then that Elysia realized the skipper was mute; he was using sign language to communicate with Keith, indicating that the wind was getting stronger and a heavy rain was imminent. Continuing their journey on the small boat would be perilous.

Keith, unfazed as if he had anticipated the change in weather, glanced at his watch and simply said to the skipper, "Stick to the plan."

Nodding, the skipper resumed his efforts to steer the boat through the turbulent waters.

Keith moved to the other side of the boat, bringing over two sets of diving gear. "Do you know how to put these on?" he asked Elysia. Frowning, she replied, "We're going in the water?"

"Yeah, it's too risky to stay on the boat with the storm picking up. We'll be safer in the water."

instinctively retorted, "Safer

take you to a safe place. It's too difficult for the boat to get

to enter the water; she was afraid even in broad

"I'll be with you. There's nothing

tore across the sky, followed by the

proposition, prompting her to quickly don the diving gear as Keith had instructed. Ever since becoming a mother, she had

prepare herself, a wave crashed over them, plunging

and being immediately caught by Keith as

panic, she repeatedly called out for Tarquin in her mind, her source of comfort and

seldom-traveled road, Tarquin pushed his car to nearly 200 mph. The

furrowed brow, Tarquin's gaze never wavered from the road ahead, his heart aching

her well enough to understand her

tense, Tarquin floored the gas pedal, wishing he could make

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