Chapter 866
The mercenaries took everything of value on the ship and left.
Olivia had been moved in her sleep shortly before daybreak.
Ethan freshened himself up and opened the door. The fresh sea breeze brushed against his face, lifting
his spirits.
Apart from the floor they were on, everywhere else was in a mess. Most of the people had left the ship.
Only his men remained.
More than a hundred thugs were tied up and left crouching on the ground. Brent released Flora, who then
rushed downstairs.
Everything was a mess-the restaurant, ballroom, luxury stores, and entertainment facilities.
Flora fell to her knees and wept. “It’s destroyed. Everything’s ruined.”
She staggered to the bar. She used to enjoy sitting here and mixing some drinks for herself. She enjoyed
looking down at the others from a high place.
All of the expensive alcohol had been taken. The cheap ones were smashed on the floor. She slowly
walked over, kneeled down, and picked up half a bottle of wine.
She held the broken bottle in her hand and slowly sipped at the wine. As she drank the final drop, despair
flashed in her eyes.
She grabbed the broken bottle and tried to cut her aorta with it.
She was to blame for the ship’s destruction. Her employer would suffer immense losses because of this.
He would chase her to the ends of the earth to make her pay.
Flora knew she had made a huge mistake. The thought of running away never crossed her mind. Paying
for her mistakes with her death was the only option she had left.
Suddenly, a gunshot rang. A bullet shattered the broken bottle she was holding. She felt her hand go
numb before the bottle fell apart.
Flora looked behind her in a daze. Ethan was standing behind her. He put away his weapon and walked
over to her slowly.
He was in a brand-new suit. He looked handsome and irresistible even as he stood among the debris.
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