Chapter 132

Stan was utterly dumbstruck.

Really? Was she going that far?

Did she really have no will to live, throwing herself into the ocean?

“Find her-even if she’s dead,” Isaac growled just then.

He wanted a body even if she was really dead!

Stan promptly left and ordered the men to put on their gear for a search effort.

Meanwhile, Chad buried his head under his palms. He was still in love with Whitney-he would not have challenged Isaac’s wrath to rescue her from prison otherwise.

“You’re a murderer, Isaac Jefferson!” he bellowed in rage.

Isaac’s expression was icy, but he did not even glance at Chad.

On the other hand, Stan snorted at Chad, knowing that he was messing with the wrong man. Who murdered her again? She jumped into the sea on her own! Hell, we’re going down right now to save her!”

red from frustration. “That’s not true and

is the truth,” Stan said, shrugging at him with a look that basically said

die from sheer rage

hour, the recovery team returned to the boat. “Sorry, we couldn’t find her. It’s already difficult to launch a search in

against the scaffolding and

only the moon’s glow flashed a crystalline reflection off

these waters in the middle of the night would either drown, freeze to

started to bawl

this man never seen another woman? Was Whitney worth mourning

and she was worth the world to her even if no one else

loved her, and that was

mostly the same principle with Isaac, being

loved her, and that was

we do, sir?” Stan asked

way they could keep searching. They were in the middle of the sea and it was nighttime, and

himself for a while and said, “Stay on the boat.

was in case Whitney survived by chance and returned to Chad’s boat

“Understood, sir,” Stan replied.

was waiting for Isaac’s return after he left-to tell him what she wanted to say before: that she

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