Housewife Gone Wild

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Chapter 711

After lunch, I went back to the hotel for a quick rest. Around three, Edward sent someone to pick me up. When I arrived, he was relaxing on the yacht with a cup of coffee, surrounded by a few people who looked like his management team. As soon as they saw me, they all stood up and introduced themselves.

Edward lounged comfortably, a smile on his face as he looked at me. “If you’re planning to build your career here in Sandanyo, just let them know if you ever need anything.”

They immediately handed me their business cards. I glanced at them and couldn’t help but feel a bit shocked -these guys were all big shots, some from business, some from politics. ‘Maybe they really could help me out someday,’ I thought, accepting their cards with both hands as politely as I could.

“Let’s go see if we can reel in a big one today,” Edward said, finally getting up and strolling over to me.

“How’s the weather looking? We’re not expecting any rain, are we?” Edward shot a glance at the calm sea before turning to ask his team.

Edward’s assistant chimed in right away, “No rain in the forecast.”

Edward glanced sideways at me, leaned in and asked quietly, “Ever been fishing before?”

I pressed my lips together and just smiled, saying nothing.

Seeing me act all playful, Edward reached out and gave my cheek a gentle, teasing pinch. “Oh, looks like I’m already hooked on you.”

“Come on, I’m just a newbie,” I said with a laugh, swatting his hand away.

“Newbies sometimes get lucky and catch a big one,” Edward said, leading me toward the deck.

I said, lounging against the railing. The sun was beating down, so I raised my hand to shield my face and looked at Edward. “But

he stared out at the sea.

him, so I just tucked my hair behind my ear

how.

lips curving,

were about four or five people with us on this trip, and once we left the city

area–besides our boat, there were just a couple of other boats way off

distance.

Wonder if I’ll get lucky again

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him immediately chimed in with flattery, echoing

once told me–no one around him ever spoke the

the world works, isn’t it? Who doesn’t want to be honest? But

even giving me a few pro tips from his own

I reeled it up and, to my surprise,

on the rod–the fish was so strong, I thought it might drag me right overboard. Just then, Edward’s strong arm circled my waist, steadying me as

fishing was kind of dull, like you’d have to wait for hours

aggressive than freshwater ones. They’ll go for the bait as soon as they see it, which

all his experience, Edward hadn’t caught a single fish in half an hour. His handsome face was starting to crack, and he turned to me with a grin, “Maybe it’s

around,” I said, my cheeks growing warm

Edward a mock–annoyed look, but he

out at sea is always weird–sometimes, all it takes is a butterfly flapping its wings and you’ve

coming,” Edward said, giving my arm a light tap and