Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

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.”

staggered to the bar. She used to enjoy sitting here and mixing some drinks for herself. She enjoyed

alcohol had been taken. The cheap ones were smashed on the floor. She slowly walked over, kneeled down, and picked up half a

held the broken bottle in her hand and slowly sipped at the wine. As she drank the

broken bottle and tried to

to blame for the ship’s destruction. Her employer would suffer immense losses

to the ends of the

never crossed her mind. Paying for her mistakes with her death was the only option she had

holding. She felt her

looked behind her in a daze. Ethan was standing behind her. He put away his weapon and walked over to

and

asked

yet to show his face to her. Even then, it was enough to bewitch her to commit

at her condescendingly as if he

not worthy of knowing my name.”

want to get back at me for what I did to her.

be doing you a service. Do you really think I’d let you off so