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Chapter 405
Cordelia found it funny. The sentence “men aren’t reliable” tickled her spot. The old man was a man, too-was this
his comment for himself as well?
“Mr. Irwin, men aren’t the same!” Cordelia laughed. “I’m confident in my man.
He’s not like what you said.”
“Silly! Would a bad person tell you they’re bad?” Rowan was both distressed
and amused. “I’ll tell you based on my personal experience. You’ve got to think
about yourself more! And you mustn’t trust someone easily!”
“Your personal experience?” Cordelia caught the main point swiftly. “What have you experienced?”
“I…” Rowan’s expression changed, and he went silent.
What could he say? Tell her how he had taken advantage of her mother back
then and how he had taken over Irwin Pharmaceuticals? Or should he tell her
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtthat he was the type of man who was unreliable and untrustworthy?
Rowan suddenly lost the courage to be honest and come clean before Cordelia.
He rose slowly and waved a hand, walking toward the yacht’s cockpit.
Cordelia was a little regretful. It had been rude of her to ask that just now.
She had a good impression of the man. She only knew that he was an Irwin too,
as she had heard Zephyr address him as Mr. Irwin. Maybe it was because he
shared the same last name with her mother that she felt inexplicably familiar
with him.
Cordelia paused before she followed Rowan into the cockpit.
Rowan was currently in front of the master console as he worked it bit by bit, following the manual.
Zephyr came back from washing the clothes.
“What’s the matter?” He stood at the cockpit door, looking at Cordelia. “Did
he…”
“He found out how to activate the signal system of the yacht!” exclaimed
Cordelia.
Zephyr hurried over to help. Electricity flowed through the dashboard, and the monitor lit up.
There was no signal for cell phones here, but the network of the yacht itself was
usable. The network was unstable, and the coordinates flashed in and out on the grid.
“These are enough too.” Zephyr calmly analyzed and carefully entered a string
of characters on the screen before he hit ‘Send”. “As long as there’s a tiny bit of
signal here, we can be located, and the message will get to Josiah’s phone
sooner or later.
“He’ll be able to rescue us then!”
Rowan nodded and looked rarely approving in his gaze.
Zephyr tried to send a message to Josiah with internationally common
characters through the yacht’s signal. It took about 15 minutes before the first
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmone was sent. He had sent their exact location directly.
Next, Zephyr sent it to a few more people-Nicholas, Seth, and Robert. The
more people who received it, the bigger their chances of getting rescued were.
“Take a break for now and turn it off.” Rowan tapped Zephyr’s wrist. “Even if we found out how to ask for help, the
yacht doesn’t have a lot of electricity. We still have to use it sparingly.”
Zephyr agreed. “We’ll send more tomorrow.
“We’ll send two to three messages a day. Someone will receive them somehow. I’ve done the calculations. The food
in the yacht can last us about a week more. Even when the internet’s bumpy, the messages will be sent within two
days.
“This means we’ll be able to leave here very soon!”
“Yes!” Cordelia breathed in relief. “I’ll prepare something to eat now and simply pack up… If we happen to still stay
around longer, I co do an inventory check of what we’re left with.”
Zephyr nodded. Just when he was about to turn off the main console, a new message flashed on the screen!
Rowan was also astonished and gestured for him to open it.
As Zephyr opened it, there were only two words: [Save me!]
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