Chapter 464
The moonlight bathed the ocean, making the surface shimmer like a stretch of luxurious silk.
Many people had gathered along the deck and the corridor, hoping to catch a glimpse of the powerful figures boarding the Noah Cruise Ship that night.
But their attention was instantly hijacked by a single man.
Under the warm lights, his silver–streaked hair glowed faintly. He was tall, broad shouldered, and lean, with the collar of his white shirt left casually unbuttoned. Over it, he wore a black trench coat that billowed lightly in the breeze.
Even before they saw his face, his flawless proportions alone had already drawn every gaze.
A silver mask covered part of his face, leaving only the curve of his sculpted lips visible. Of all the noble sons and elites they’d seen, none exuded this kind of impossible elegance, like a deity descending into the mortal world.
But the chill in his presence was sharp and unwelcoming, his entire aura radiating cold detachment.
A few men followed closely behind him, each emanating a murderous tension. Their deference made it abundantly clear that they answered only to him.
No one dared approach to ask if he wanted a drink. No one dared speak at all.
Joshua absently rubbed the platinum ring on his finger and said to the silver–haired assassin beside him, “Go find out exactly where my girl is.”
The assassin nodded and quickly passed the order along to the team of elite killers they’d brought aboard. Within seconds, they fanned out, each looking for Shermaine’s location.
Meanwhile, inside the ship’s dining hall, a different kind of chaos reigned.
Agonized screams rang out without pause, each more bloodcurdling than the last.
In the middle of it stood Shermaine, stunning in her crimson dress. At her feet, a woman lay curled on the ground, twisted in pain. Blood dripped from
her nose and ears.
The woman had been poisoned. Worse, she’d been dragged into a cursed hallucination, a power Shermaine had never used on anyone before.
But Mandy had crossed a line. She was the first person Shermaine truly wanted dead.
Someone crept up from behind, attempting a surprise attack.
Shermaine spun, flicked her wrist, and sent a silver needle flying.
The man barely registered the sting in his chest before collapsing, dead. He never even saw the needle coming.
On this ship, killing wasn’t illegal.
If someone had the guts to do it, no one would stop them.
The bystanders were horrified. They hadn’t even seen the needle leave her hand. The man was simply alive one moment and gone the next.
Mandy’s palms turned icy.
In her arms, Gracie cried louder, uncomfortable from how roughly she was being held.
Mandy clutched her gun tighter. For the first time, real fear crept into her chest.
Shermaine stepped forward, heels clicking against the floor with unshakable calm. The mercenaries Mandy had hired were frozen in place. None of them dared to stop her now.
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Chapter 464
“Stay back!” Mandy shouted.
Shermaine’s voice was cold. “Hand Gracie over, and I’ll let you live.”
But Mandy didn’t believe her.
Gracie was the only leverage she had. If she gave her up, what reason would Shermaine have not to kill her?
When Shermaine moved again, Mandy panicked. She screamed, “Take another step and I’ll throw her into the seal” She extended her arms over the edge. Gracie dangled in the open air.
They were at least a hundred feet above the ocean. If the child fell, she wouldn’t survive.
Shermaine’s eyes darkened further. That red glow in her gaze flared like something inhuman.
Mandy was still shaken by the bloodbath she had witnessed earlier. She hadn’t expected Shermaine to be this swift, deadly, almost supernatural
Jasmine, quietly maneuvering in Mandy’s blind spot, was inching closer, hoping to help.
Just then, the wind blew off Gracie’s hat, revealing soft, violet–colored hair.
Her eyes were wide and clear, though puffy and wet from crying.
The moment Mandy saw that violet hair, something clicked.
She suddenly remembered the wanted posters, the man and the woman, both with violet hair. ‘No way. This child… she can’t be-‘
Her gaze snapped to Shermaine. “Boa Hanks, what the hell are you?”
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