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.”

quickly helped the injured man and put his arm around his own shoulder. He then pointed the gun at Julie, signaling her to walk towards the yacht

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 next to them before forcing the captain to set sail. Later during the journey, Julie learned that the blond-haired, blue-eyed man was called Kleist, and the handsome weak man

Julie had to look for other ways to escape. All her communication devices were confiscated

asked Julie, “Can

what he meant. She had only had a nightmare and was worried about Kieran, so she went out to look for him. How did she end

was still pondering over this, Kleist suddenly spoke

was that if

to finish speaking. She quickly raised her hand and

opened the first-aid kit that the captain had handed

was wearing a snow-white shirt, which was now completely stained red, looking very daunting. The man’s face was somewhat pale, looking weak.

and used it as a cushion for him to sit on. This man was either rich of noble. For the sake of her life, Julie claimed she could bandage. She knew how to bandage, but only basic

Master’,

Julie sitting on the floor, and said,

now. But

experienced a terrifying kidnapping. It probably wasn’t her first time having a gun pointed at her,

his surname, Julie had no choice but to go

The

was pressed tightly against

said in fluent English to Kleist, “I can’t swim, and I have no way to escape. If you

was

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

his wound and asked

unbuttoned his shirt one by one in front of Julie, said, “It’s a knife

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closed her eyes, replying, “I can’t stitch.”

nightdress and a black coat, Julie was barefoot in her fluffy white slippers, clearly having rushed out in a hurry. Her slippers

wanting to see him undressing. He watched her quietly, her

girl either. She was now kneeling on the ground, very casually. Standing next to her just now, although

and there was a tempting charm about

your life,” the man’s deep voice sounded, as soothing as an unnameable musical

essentially flawless. The gun pointed at

situation, Julie opened