"Is the company going to be passed on to Vio?" asked Zoren.
Niall responded thoughtfully, "I'm not sure, it's a possibility. Violeta is still quite young. She can afford to have some more years of fun after her graduation."
On the deck, the smoke from the barbecue was getting thicker.
Far away, Hattie was watching them through a telescope.
As the evening set in, Zoren managed to set up some music and lights on the luxury yacht, starting a lively party.
They jumped and danced on the deck.
Initially, while seated, their figures were blurred, but as they began to dance more actively, Hattie could make out their forms more clearly through her telescope.
"1, 2, 3 ... 6 people.
"The one in the black jacket has to be Niall, but who are those other men, and who's that woman?"
Hattie grew more certain of their familiarity, though regretfully, her telescope did not allow her to see their faces clearly.
Even though she did not know the identity of the woman among them, Hattie felt she must be quite lucky to be in such esteemed company.
Being on Niall's yacht surely meant she was part of an exclusive circle.
That woman must really be something special to be part of the group.
"She's so lucky.
"Isn't there a better telescope? I can hardly see."
Hattie threw the telescope down on the table in frustration and spoke to the servant.
The servant replied with difficulty, "Miss, this is the only kind of telescope we have on the island."
The main reason was that a telescope with magnification that was too high was not for observation but for spying.
This area is populated by the wealthy, and if they were to spot a reflective glint from a telescope, getting caught spying could lead to severe consequences!
Hattie shouted in frustration, "What can I do then? I can't see anything!"
The servant suggested, "Miss Hattie, if you want a better view, we could take the speedboat closer to the yacht."
"That's a brilliant idea!"
Hattie's eyes lit up as she ordered, "Prepare the speedboat immediately. I want to go now."
The servant hesitated, "But, Miss Hattie, it's getting late, and the weather report mentioned a possible thunderstorm tonight. The winds are also getting stronger ... "
Hattie dismissed the caution with a sharp glare, "Just do as I say!"
"Very well, Miss."
The speedboat set off to sea with Hattie aboard, holding her binoculars.
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