The man's knuckles curled inward, pressing against the corner of his mouth. "Did they send a distress signal to Rhode Island?"
The co-pilot replied, "This is not clear."
The man sitting in the armchair, half of his body shrouded in the shadow of the cabin, resembled the most ruthless and heartless emperor, calculating what he would gain after each decision he made.
The Helian Family was on the guest list for his birthday banquet.
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Ten minutes later, the private jet landed on the deck of the gigantic cruise ship. At the cabin door, a gangway was released, and a young woman carrying a small suitcase walked up the gangway.
In the deep of night, the sea breeze blew through her ink-black wavy hair. She wore a camel woolen tailored coat, and on her feet were a pair of brown lambskin ankle boots.
When she entered the cabin, she saw the man sitting in the armchair. Helian Shan's eyes lit up instantly.
He was truly handsome.
