Love Unspoken

Walter glanced at Alexander.

Alexander remained indifferent, seemingly not intending to discuss the matter.

Walter smiled. "These things aren't just known through hearsay. It seems Mr. Hetastian has quite the sources of information." Hetastian shrugged, not denying it. Having spent years at sea, he naturally knew a lot of information from all over.

Shortly after, his subordinate came to report. "Hetastian, the young lady has not been found."

There was no surveillance on the cruise ship, making it quite difficult to find someone among so many people.

Hetastian knitted his brows. "Search more thoroughly!"

The person hesitated for a moment, nodded, and then left.

Hetastian looked at the two men somewhat awkwardly and said, "Gentlemen, is it possible that the person you are looking for is not on this ship?"

Hetastian said, "Now that the cruise ship is stuck at sea; delaying time, I'm afraid it won't look good if we don't deliver."

Walter said, "We've agreed that once we find the person, we leave. Since we're here, it means the person must be on this ship. If Mr. Hetastian finds it troublesome, we can search on our own."

Hetastian's expression had soured; the atmosphere becoming tense, and it wasn't easy to confront directly.

With a serious face, Hetastian said after a while, "Let's search for another half an hour. If we don't find the person in half an hour, we'll have to sail."

"Alright." Alexander leaned back on the sand, took out a cigarette, and lit it.

Walter didn't say much, either. He had expected a fierce battle, but things were smoother than he had anticipated.

It seemed that Landon had no connection with Hetastian, which meant those people outside were unnecessary.

Landon stood on the top deck, leaning against the railing, lit a cigarette; his hair tousled by the roaring sea breeze.

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The yachts remained on the sea, surrounding the cruise ship.

Alistair walked over, lit a cigarette absentmindedly, leaned on the railing, and asked, "What exactly do you want to do?"

Landon frowned, showing his displeasure.

He suddenly asked, "How many people did you bring?"

Alistair said, "Half of them are inside. What do you want to do?"

Landon held the cigarette between his fingers, the smoke dispersing in the sea breeze. He looked at the yachts on the sea and said slowly, "I didn't expect him to bring so many people. I underestimated him." This Alexander was more challenging than he had imagined.

Even in Sylvadora, which was thousands of miles away from Amber Bay, he had still been able to muster forces here. Given this, he couldn't let him leave.

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Landon said, "Hide the mute girl well. Hetastian won't delay with them for too long. When the cruise ship sets sail, find a way to kill him."

Since there was no conflict with Hetastian, he had to take matters into his own hands.

Alistair was puzzled. He glanced at the yachts below and asked, "Kill him? Who is this person?"

Landon turned to look at him, his gaze cold behind the lenses. "It doesn't matter who he is. Since they've caught up on their own, kill him, throw him into the sea, who knows who he is?"

There was no place better than the sea for disposing of a body.

Landon said, "Kill him, and I'll give you 2 billion dollars."

Alistair's pupils dilated, almost thinking he misheard.

Alistair thought, '2 billion dollars! Whose life is worth that much?' But speaking frankly, no matter who it is, even if it were the Emperor himself, they would dare to kill for two billion! What he's doing now, what isn't a risky venture that could cost him his life?