Chapter 912

It was windy out at sea. Even on a clear, sunny day, the deck still felt a little chilly. On the narrow deck, bodyguards dressed in black stood in a row, surrounding the entire ship, making any attempt of escape impossible. Mr. Ford had only sent a few bodyguards over, so naturally, he couldn't match so many people. Inside the ship were all Weston’s subordinates, and the whole ship was under his control. Everyone was waiting on the board, only to see a tall and handsome man walking out of the cabin with a woman in his arms. The scorching sun only accentuated the man's facial features even more, though the look on his face was as cold as ice. Stella pressed her face tightly against his chest. It wasn't that she wanted to be held like this, but he wasn’t letting her walk away. Sensing her squirmy movements, the man scolded in a low voice, "Be good." He obviously didn't have the tenderness he had towards her before, as if he had returned to the state they were in when they got m