Love’s Cunning Ruse

Chapter 278

Julie stared at the first-aid kit in front of her, her eyebrows knit together in a deep frown. Inside the cabin, a blond-haired, blue-eyed man was pointing a gun at the captain.

The communication equipment was shot to pieces by the blond-haired, blue-eyed man. Lying next to Julie was an incredibly handsome man. His dark brows and short distance between his eyes made his large eyes look deeper. His pupils were a grayish blue, his nose was high, and his facial features were extraordinarily handsome.

All Julie knew was that the blond-haired, blue-eyed man was named Kleist, and that the man lying on the floor was referred to as Young Master’ by Kleist.

She never thought that a simple vacation would lead to her being held at gunpoint on this yacht.

Rewinding to two hours ago.

After waking from a dream, she found that Kieran was not in the villa. With her thoughts in disarray, she went out to find him.

The villa was located by the sea, nestled in dense green vegetation. Behind the villa was a huge swimming pool, and beyond that were loungers and a sandy beach.

Seeing no sign of Kieran on the beach, Julie decided to check the garden at the front of the villa. But she saw a flock of birds suddenly taking flight from the dense forest in the distance.

She cautiously approached the forest, calling out Kieran’s name but did not dare to enter the woods.

However, as soon as she called out, a blond-haired, blue-eyed man and another injured man emerged from the forest.

The blond man held a gun and aimed it at Julie’s head. Her scream got stuck in her throat. The sound of footsteps behind them made the man quickly turn around and aim his gun at the forest. Julie tried to run, but the injured man unintentionally lunged in her direction.

To avoid being crashed into, Julie quickly stretched out her hands to support the man. But standing at around 5 feet, she was no match for the man who was at least 6 feet tall,

Thanks to her recent strength training with Bolt, Julie was able to hold the man up.

Julie didn’t know who these two were, but as she was about to push the injured man away, Kleist turned back around and pointed his gun at her again.

He then said something to her in broken English, “Get on the butt!”

“Uh?” Julie was confused as she stared at Kleist, dumbfounded.

The man leaning on Julie’s shoulder, suppressing his pain, spoke to Julie in perfect English, “The boat.”

shoulder. He then pointed the gun at Julie, signaling her to walk towards the yacht connected by

choice but to board the yacht. It was still early, and there were no passengers on the yacht, only the captain in the cockpit. Kleist naturally took the captain hostage and shot the captain’s communication device. He then fired two shots at the yacht

for other ways to escape. All her communication devices were confiscated when she boarded,

Julie, “Can you

worried about Kieran, so she went out

pondering over this, Kleist suddenly spoke

that if Julie was no

for him to finish speaking. She quickly raised her hand and

the captain had handed to her, and

was wearing a snow-white shirt, which was now completely stained red,

nobility and arrogance. This was evident from the way Kleist took off his shirt and used it as a cushion for him to sit on. This man was either rich of

Young Master’, you…”

his head, looking at Julie sitting on the floor,

ordinary woman, she would probably be trembling in fear by now. But the

was because Julie had already experienced a terrifying kidnapping. It probably wasn’t her first time having a gun pointed at her,

surname, Julie had no choice but to

The

pressed tightly

I have no way to escape. If you don’t intend to shoot me, stop pointing the gun at me. Now I need to bandage

voice was

careful and gave Rowan a smile that was uglier than crying, “Will he shoot me because I can’t remove

wound and

one in front of Julie, said,

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her eyes, replying, “I can’t

in her fluffy white slippers, clearly having rushed out in a hurry. Her slippers were

her eyes, as if not wanting to see him undressing. He watched her quietly, her

and she didn’t look very old, but she wasn’t a naive young girl either. She was now kneeling on the ground, very

figure, and there was a tempting charm about her.

man’s deep voice sounded, as soothing as

seen Kleist’s shooting skills, essentially flawless. The gun pointed at her temple, pressing a bit tighter.

Julie opened her eyes