The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison) novel Chapter 143

Seraphim Haven was a coastal city.

A five-story private yacht was docked in the harbor.

Harrison was sitting under an umbrella on the top deck.

He was still seething over his wife being bullied.

His anger made him look grim and serious.

Although the yacht belonged to the Rodriguez Group, it had been half a year since Alexander had been on it.

Alexander was sitting across from Harrison, a little puzzled. He asked, "Is all this really necessary just to handle a couple of regular guys?"

The yacht weighs over 40,000 tons.

For every hour it sailed, it cost a few thousand bucks in fuel alone.

Alexander thought he was overdoing it.

"Harrison, just give Nathaniel a good beating for messing with your wife. That should teach him a lesson. You don't need to bring out this big yacht to intimidate him, do you?"

The view from the top deck was excellent.

The sea stretched out to meet the sky, a vast expanse of nothingness.

The sea was the most forgiving because it could take in all rivers, and people should learn to be as forgiving as the sea.

But Nathaniel and Sebastian, who used to be Roxanne's closest relatives, were pushing her into a corner.

This time, he was determined to teach them a lesson.

He gave Alexander a glance and said, "Wait till Hazel gets bullied. Then you'll know."

Alexander thought about it.

If Hazel were bullied, he'd definitely toss the bullies into the sea to feed the sharks.

Suddenly, he understood Harrison's anger.

Below the yacht, Nathaniel and Sebastian had been brought over.

A bodyguard did a pat down on them.

After making sure they didn't have anything threatening on them, the bodyguard let them through.

As Nathaniel stepped onto the yacht, he looked up.

He was very familiar with this yacht.

He attended two annual meetings on it when he used to work for the Rodriguez Group.

Being fired from the Rodriguez Group made him feel humiliated.

He was scared, and he didn't understand.

He heard that he offended Mr. Harrison and his wife, which led to his dismissal.

But he had never met them.

He didn't know how he offended them.

Today, his grandfather, Tremaine brought him to apologize to Mr. Harrison.

Nathaniel was confused.

The richest man in Seraphim Haven, Mr. Harrison, must have got it wrong.

He had to clear this misunderstanding.

If he cleared this misunderstanding, he might be able to go back to the Rodriguez Group.

Because he was sure he had never offended his wife.

After being led to the top deck of the yacht, Nathaniel, Sebastian, and Tremaine were stopped by a few bodyguards.

Alexander stood twenty meters away, watching them.

"Harrison, they're here."

Harrison sat in his chair, his back to the newcomers, and said coldly, "Proceed as planned."

Alexander got up and walked over to the three of them.

Seeing him, the elderly Tremaine quickly put on a smile.

"Mr. Alexander, I've brought these two sinners to apologize."

Alexander, stone-faced, acknowledged him.

He gestured to his bodyguard, Jack.

The bodyguard immediately ordered Nathaniel and Sebastian to be tied up.

After all, he was his own grandson. And he was Tremaine's only grandson.

Tremaine was anxious, but he didn't dare to show it too openly.

"Mr. Alexander, can you take it easy on them for my sake? Don't be too harsh."

After ordering the pale-faced Nathaniel and Sebastian to be taken away, Alexander said to Tremaine,

"Don't worry; I won't really hurt your grandson. Just give him a little lesson."

As Nathaniel and Sebastian were being led away, they caught sight of the back of the richest man in Seraphim Haven from afar.

That figure looked familiar!

It seemed they’d seen him somewhere.

"Nathaniel, is he the richest man in Seraphim Haven?"

"He should be."

Nathaniel suppressed his fear and tried to remember.

"Wait, I think I've seen the richest man in Seraphim Haven somewhere?"

Could it be that he really offended the richest man in Seraphim Haven, Mr. Harrison?

Did he really offend his wife?

But no matter how hard Nathaniel tried to remember, he couldn't recall.

Alexander went back to Harrison and said, "Harrison, where are we sailing to?"

"International waters."

"Twelve nautical miles from shore?"

That wouldn't take much time.

Alexander couldn't wait to get back to Bayview Villa.

He was planning to buy some imported strawberries to make a strawberry cake for Hazel.

Alexander asked, "Harrison, can we head back in two hours?"

"We need to keep those two bastards here for 24 hours without food or water."

"Why not just throw them into the sea? Why keep them? Why waste so much time?"

Alexander was anxious to get back to Bayview Villa.

He didn't understand Harrison's intentions.

Harrison got up and walked over to the railing of the yacht.

The sea breeze was a bit strong, seemingly capable of blowing everything away, but it couldn't blow away the worry between Harrison's brows.

He leaned on the railing, saying something seemingly unrelated, "I always thought I was invincible."

But when faced with Roxanne's problems, he felt somewhat powerless.

He could stop Nathaniel and Sebastian from harming Roxanne.

But what he couldn't provide was the fatherly love and sibling affection that Roxanne lacked. Nor could he ever make up for the psychological shadows of Roxanne's childhood.

Alexander couldn't understand him.

"Harrison, how on earth are you planning to deal with Nathaniel and Sebastian? You're not planning to feed them to the sharks, are you?"

Although Harrison was a respectable businessman.

His methods could be downright brutal and cold, on par with the Grim Reaper himself.

Anyone who crossed his line, he threw them into the open sea to feed the sharks.

It was on international waters, so it was not illegal.

Of course, this method was only used on the bad guys.

Harrison glanced at Alexander.

"I'm planning to have a child with Anne soon; I'm not planning on killing anyone. I thought it was because they were related to Roxanne. These jerks don't deserve to be related to Anne."

"So how are you planning to deal with these two jerks?"

"You'll find out tomorrow."

Nathaniel and Sebastian were locked in a dark warehouse.

For 24 hours, they hadn't eaten anything or had a drop of water.

The next day.

At dusk.

Sebastian was on the verge of starvation.

"Nathaniel, why did you piss off your former boss? Why did you piss off the richest man in Seraphim Haven and his wife? Are we going to make it out alive?"

"I have no idea." Nathaniel was consumed by fear, feeling utterly hopeless.

"Dad, I don't want to die."

"Are we going to die?"

"I don't know." Nathaniel was very scared.

"Nathaniel, don't worry, no matter what, I won't let you leave this world before me."

The door was slightly pushed open at this moment.

The intense sunlight poured in.

Nathaniel and Sebastian were forced to close their eyes.

After adjusting, they slowly opened their eyes.

A towering figure stood in the light.

They couldn't see his face. But his aura was so strong that Nathaniel and Sebastian were immediately silenced.

They only heard a cold voice.

"Untie them."

"Sebastian, have you lost your marbles?" Alexander was puzzled. "Your son wants to kill you, and you're willing to die for him?"

With tears in his eyes, Sebastian said, "He's my flesh and blood."

Harrison clenched his fists, "And Roxanne isn't?"

Alexander chimed in and said, "Sebastian, if it were Roxanne today and if you were even one-tenth as good to her as you are to Nathaniel, she would willingly die in your place. You believe that?"

Sebastian nodded silently.

He believed it!

Up until she was four, Roxanne was a very dutiful child.

Back then, he had a nasty temper. If he was upset, he would take it out on Roxanne, hitting her.

But Roxanne never held it against him; instead, she would cook him pasta.

"Daddy, are you hungry? Have some pasta."

The faint voice seemed to echo in his ears.

Back then, Roxanne was only four years old.

It seemed as though Sebastian had realized something.

His favoritism for his son over his daughter seemed to be a mistake.

When Nathaniel raised the fake knife and stabbed him, he seemed to have a sudden epiphany.

An unfilial son was indeed not as good as a daughter.

He had a new family, and abandoning Roxanne was a grave mistake. But Nathaniel was still his son after all.

Kneeling on the ground, Sebastian pleaded, "Mr. Rodriguez, for the sake of me being your father-in-law, please spare my son. I beg you, I'll do whatever you want."

Thinking of Roxanne sobbing in his arms in the afternoon, Harrison felt heartbroken.

He couldn't help but ask, "You willingly give your all to your son, even willing to die for him, but do you have any regrets about Roxanne?"

Sebastian nodded.

He felt immense shame.

"Yes... I'm unworthy of being Roxanne's father."

Harrison didn't want to hear his empty words and said coldly, "Take him for a lie detector test."

Harrison knew Roxanne well.

She seemed very strong on the outside. But only he knew, she was just a tightly closed shell.

The harder the shell, the softer the heart inside, the more vulnerable it was.

She said she had put her traumatic childhood behind her. She didn't want to hate those who hurt her. But she needed Sebastian's remorse and a sincere apology.

Looking at Sebastian kneeling on the ground, Harrison changed his mind and said, "If you truly feel remorse, I can spare your son."

Roxanne only saw Harrison return home late into the night a few hours later.

She was already asleep.

When she heard the sound of the smart lock opening and the steady footsteps, she knew it was Harrison.

She didn't even bother to put on shoes.

She rushed out and threw herself into Harrison's arms.

She hadn't seen him for two days.

She missed him terribly.

Even though Harrison was caught off guard by her sudden embrace, he easily wrapped his arms around her.

Roxanne wrapped her arms around his neck, looking up at him and sniffing him.

"Harrison, didn't you say you were stuck at work? Why do you smell like the sea? Were you fishing at the beach?"

He had been at sea for two days. How could he not smell of the sea?

But if it could win Sebastian's remorse, even if it meant jumping into the sea, he would do it.

"You should take a shower." Roxanne's hands slid down from his neck. She stepped back half a step and said, "You really reek of the sea."

"Let me hold you."

Harrison stretched out his arms and pulled her into his embrace.

This time, he held her a bit too tightly.

Roxanne felt a bit of pain.

This kind of tight embrace felt different to Roxanne.

It wasn't like the passionate embrace he would give her after not seeing her for two days, wanting to be intimate with her.

It was an embrace full of love. As if he was trying to prove something to her.

He held her tightly and said, "Anne!"

"I'm here." In his arms, despite the slight pain from being held so tightly, Roxanne felt extremely happy.

He wanted to tell her that he would make her happier and happier in the future, free her from the troubles and pains of her childhood, and stop her from having nightmares in the middle of the night and waking up crying.

But saying it out loud seemed too plain and powerless.

In the future, he would show it through his actions, one step at a time.