In the main atrium of the cruise ship, a tall figure stood facing the pirate.
When she recognized who he was, Vivian felt a sudden surge of emotion rise up in her throat.
It was Finnick! It truly was him.
Finnick stood proud and tall, looking utterly fearless. Scowling, he demanded, "Was this entire circus just for me? Why?"
The pirate hadn't bothered to hide his face. He looked like an ordinary middle-aged man, except for the gun that he wielded in his hand.
When the pirate heard Finnick's question, he erupted angrily, yelling, "Why? That's a good question! Don't ask me; ask yourself that! Don't you know what you did five years ago?"
Five years ago?
Vivian stood stock still.
Wasn't I still with Finnick five years ago?
"Five years ago?” Finnick sounded as clueless as Vivian was. He muttered to himself, saying, "But I don't even know who you are! How can I possibly remember what I did to offend you five years ago?"
"You may not know who I am, but I know exactly who you are!" The pirate's impassioned voice rang out in the stillness. "I'm looking for you, Finnick, president of the Finnor Group! What did you promise us, stockholders, back then? You said that we had to trust you and that you wouldn't let our hard-earned money go to waste! Why don't you ask your conscience what you did?"
"Finnor Group revealed trade secrets, causing its stocks to plummet. I lost my principal entirely! My wife took our child and left, leaving me to wander alone all these years. I've been living a desolate life! All this happened because of you, b*stard! But look at you. You're still living a carefree life without consequence. You don't even deserve to live! Hell was created for people like you!"
So this was all because of the fund!
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