Bryson raised an eyebrow and smiled, “I’m just trying my luck.

What are you going to do about it?”

Winston glared back with a sneer.

“Better watch yourself.

If you dare mess with Miss Moore, I don’t care what others think.

I’ll do everything to stop you.

You won’t be getting off this ship easily!”

Bryson laughed mockingly, “And who are you to stop me?”

Just as he said that, Winston’s face turned stone-cold, his fists clenching.

Hannah caught his arm, urging him to stay calm.

“Enough, both of you.

I’m okay.

Let’s just drop it this time.

Bryson taunted, “See, you’re not as forgiving as her.

a wicked

too bad you’re

is always open if

shot him

“No thanks.

Winston,

away, ignoring Bryson’s

Bryson turned to

you looking at me like that?”

Bryson’s voice was cold.

“I don’t like you.

want to beat

deal with

Rodrigo bristled with anger.

“Just you wait, Mitchell!”

he stormed off

smirked, then turned and shut

out a relieved breath as he

“Mr.

didn’t give you

they didn’t,” Bryson replied, regaining his usual demeanor and settling onto the sofa

I think they’re convinced

and his

an invitation from Remington

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