Chapter 286 ---- Thalia laughed humorlessly, looking down at Sean like he was something stuck to her shoe. "Is that right?" "No!" Sean's panic was palpable now. "Don't listen to these vultures! They're just piling on because they smell blood!" "Tl have my people look into it," Thalia said with chilling finality. Just then, Asher's phone rang. He checked the screen and answered immediately. The caller's voice was tense: "Sir, Sean Tann has been actively investigating Miss Winters.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe hired sdangerous people, gave them her photo, and paid them a fortune to 'take care of her.' The head guy calledas soon as he recognized who was in the photo." The caller hesitated, clearly uncomfortable. Asher's patience evaporated. "Spit it out," he commanded. The caller's voice dropped to a near-whisper. "He wanted ten men to... break her...
and then dump her in international waters for the sharks..." Even relaying just fragments made the caller's voice shake, terrified that repeating Sean's full plan might get him killed too. Asher's knuckles turned white around the phone. His gaze dropped to Sean, eyes devoid of emotion-the way one looks at something already dead. Sean, feeling the murderous intent radiating from Asher, began trembling uncontrollably.
Ending the call, Asher turned to his security team with three cold words: "Throw him overboard." Sean went limp with terror, cold sweat drenching his designer shirt. "sir Blackwood, please... I'm begging you... please..." The crowd gasped collectively. Without hesitation, the bodyguards hauled Sean toward the exit. Thalia turned to Asher, her brow furrowed. "Who was on the phone?" Asher pulled her gently into his arms. "Nothing for you to worry about, babe.
I won't let anything happen to you." The security team dragged Sean to the deck's railing and tossed him over like yesterday's trash. Spectators rushed to watch the spectacle. Sean's screams pierced the evening air. The commotion was so intense that Lucia, still handling party preparations upstairs, heard it and crunning down. On the deck, the crowd pressed against the railing, watching Sean thrash desperately in the water below. Lucia pushed through, breathless and confused. "What the hell is happening?"
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