The Second Life of a Discarded Heiress

Chapter 741

Citrine didn't say a word. She just looked at him, steady and unwavering, her heart stirring ever so slightly.

Most people, faced with a situation like this, would think of themselves first. But not him.

Citrine's silence made Sebastian anxious. He reached out, fumbling for the oxygen tank strapped to his side, determined to hand it to her. But as soon as his fingers brushed the tank, a soft, warm hand covered his.

Startled, Sebastian looked up and found Citrine watching him intently.

She signed to him gently, as if trying to reassure a child: "Don't worry. I'm not going to die."

Done, she pointed upward and continued signing, her intention clear: "We'll go up together."

Sebastian saw the resolve in her eyes, and considering how long she had already endured underwater, he guessed she was probably a professional freediver. That thought eased his nerves a little.

After a brief hesitation, he nodded at her.

Citrine smiled faintly and reached her hand out to him.

humbled by the gesture, took her

exchanged a glance, then kicked upward, swimming toward

one, freediving was second nature to Citrine. She'd helped recover countless

his irritation. Hastings, afraid something might happen to Citrine, spread his arms

moment his hand touched it, Citrine pushed him away without hesitation, towing Sebastian

and the two of them broke

deck, Citrine

her side, all caution forgotten. He helped her sit up, gently patting her back until she finally managed

any better?" Sebastian asked, anxiety etched

returning, managed a quick explanation between coughs. "I'm fine. Just swallowed some water, that's

on another

Quentin's face had grown

tense. He scanned

searching for

of movement. When

attention to

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