Chapter 2029 The sea, especially within a 10–odd–mile radius where the eyes could see, was practically endless. Even a swimmer would find their strength steadily evaporating as the hope of seeing land or rescue, along with the warmth of their body, were slowly chipped away by the claws of icy water. Without ample preparations and gear, death was a surety. Two bodyguards yanked Sandy by her arm with their dear life, but the obstinate mule kicked up a rough fight. Beads of sweat bathed her hands before rolling down the arms. 

Colton rushed to the railing and bellowed, “Are you suicidal!?” Sandy gave out a sheer, mirthless laugh. “I‘d rather die than see you people gloat!” Shock jolted through Colton. “Wait–” The woman pried her arm out of his grip with all her might. The force knocked her off balance, and she toppled, plunging straight into the sea below. 

The water swallowed her. 

It was then that several speedboats emerged from a distance. Two helicopters circled above the sea, inching close to Colton‘s ship, before another ocean liner appeared. The door to one of the helicopters opened, a ladder unfurled, and a silhouette descended upon the deck “Waylon?” Colton blurted out. His bodyguard was just as surprised. “Master Wayne?” The man in question removed his leather gloves and started toward them. “Looks like I came just in time.” The crew on a speedboat hauled Sandy out of the sea. She writhed, gagging on seawater, and threw a last–ditch struggle against her captors. “Let me go! Let me go and let me die!” 

tied her up. They shoved a piece of cloth into her mouth to prevent her from biting her

the distance, other speedboats and helicopters retreated to the newly–arrived ocean liner. Colton smiled and took a step forward. “When did you return,

brother‘s shoulder. “Two days ago, I received some news. I rushed home, and I came as soon as I heard about you intercepting Donald‘s ship. I

the brothers headed inside the cabin, Colton asked, “News from who?” Waylon laughed.

at all.

Islands now with the Southerns family.” The ships returned to the pier where Yaramoor embassy personnel and the Interpol waited. Sandy and some of Donald‘s

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