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.”

man and put his arm around his own shoulder. He then pointed the gun at Julie, signaling her to walk towards the yacht connected by the dock.

looking real, Julie knew that Kleist would actually shoot her. So for the sake of her life, she had no 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 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

she was already taken hostage and couldn’t jump into the sea, Julie had to look for other ways to escape. All her communication devices were confiscated when she boarded, and Julie now guessed

“Can

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

was still pondering over this, Kleist suddenly spoke a few words to the Young Master.

that if Julie was no

finish speaking. She

as she quickly opened the first-aid kit that the captain had handed to her, and then innocently looked up

red,

sit on. This man

Master’, you…”

head, looking at Julie sitting on

be trembling in fear by now. But the woman in front of him,

wasn’t her first

man didn’t mention his surname, Julie had no choice but to go along and

The

pressed tightly against her temple.

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

shoot.” Rowan’s voice was cold from

gave Rowan a smile that was uglier than crying, “Will

looked at his wound

by one in front of Julie,

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her eyes, replying, “I can’t

black coat, Julie was barefoot in her fluffy white slippers, clearly having rushed out in a hurry. Her slippers were now full

wanting to see him undressing. He watched her quietly, her long hair cascading down her shoulders, its beautiful color soft

but she wasn’t a naive young girl either. She was now kneeling on the

there was a tempting charm about her. Casual, yet beautiful.

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

had seen Kleist’s shooting skills, essentially flawless. The gun

Julie opened