Chapter 369: He Will Pay the Price!

To Claire’s delight, Sean admitted the truth with little persuasion, making her jump around him like

a joyous kangaroo. “Go on, tell me.”

Sean smirked mysteriously, sighing deeply. “Actually, when Nolan Hayes suggested we go to the island

I had my suspicions. It’s not so much doubt, but more that I always like to have a backup plan. I’m

not one to fully trust others with my safety.”

Claire nodded, her eyes sparkling as she tilted her head to gaze into Sean’s.

“When Nolan stood up. I discreetly snapped a photo of him with my phone. As soon as he left, I texted

Logan, sending our location and instructing him to contact me at 10 PM. If he couldn’t reach me, he

was to follow the coordinates to find us, potentially on the island, and to apprehend Nolan. That’s

all there was to it.”

So, Nolan Hayes was the name of the young man.

Claire let out a knowing “oh,” her fair hand gently grasping Sean’s. “Ah, the wisdom of experience

prevails. If it weren’t for you, I might have been sold without even realizing it.”

Sean raised an eyebrow, pulling her into his embrace. His cool lips pressed a kiss on her smooth

light. “Claire, anyone who

price!”

a hot pan, sweating profusely. “What! The yacht hasn’t returned yet?

is going

it, but find Nolan and locate Claire

to mention Frederick’s status as the president of Vanderbilt Group. The thought of an incident involving a top–three international conglomerate’s head on

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to 30%

walked in, frowning at the manager’s anxious

and the others?

recover. He intended to talk with Claire again after all,

stabbed him, he couldn’t stay angry at her. Such was the bond of blood.

no avail and had only just learned of the yacht

to

took a

don’t know where Claire and the others are. The yacht is missing, and I can’t reach

them.”

a foreboding sense of doom quickly taking root in his heart. Not known for his patience, the word ‘missing‘ tore through his usual composed facade, unleashing the ferocity within him. He grabbed the manager’s collar with a

done? Wasn’t one of your people

stammered, swallowing hard under the fiery wrath of

yacht’s captain… we… we

his eyes suddenly blazed with a crimson fury. Gripping the manager’s collar, he lunged forward, slamming the manager against the desk behind him. The sharp edge of the desk nearly

happened. But rest assured, I’ve sent people out to search. Killing me won’t bring them back faster. Instead, why don’t you

no motive to harm Claire and the others. This was either an accident

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