Kiran walked up to her and intimately wrapped his arm around her shoulders. He pointed ahead. "See that? He's right there."
Josephine looked in the direction he was pointing at. A massive white cruise ship was waiting at the port. Brightly lit, faint sounds of revelry came from it.
Josephine blinked. She really thought that was where Lewis was.
“Let’s go.” Hugging her shoulders, Kiran pushed her ahead.
They were at some distance from the cruise ship and had to walk for almost ten minutes.
It was more crowded when they reached the pier.
Men and women flocked to the pier, wearing stylish outfits. Some were in unique attires, while some were in elegant apparel. There were all sorts of people there.
One thing was for sure—these people were from exceptional backgrounds.
With his arm on her shoulders, Kiran calmly boarded the cruise ship. Several fully-armed men guarded the entrance. They looked like soldiers—mercenaries, to be more precise.
Except for their eyes peeking out from their helmet, they were covered from head to toe, without an inch of skin exposed.
Josephine scanned her surroundings inquisitively. It was overflowing with humans. She felt curious and slightly scared at the same time.
She subconsciously wrapped her arms tighter around Kiran’s arm.
Compared to these people, Kiran seemed relatively ordinary. He seemed comparably dependable and sensible in the way he spoke and the attire he wore.
The current Josephine didn’t understand the meaning of “a wolf in sheep’s clothing.”
Kiran paused and looked at her.
He didn’t expect Josephine’s abduction to play out so smoothly. If he had only known … he would have done this earlier.
Looking at her, she was obviously oblivious that he was pulling the wool over her eyes.
He could finally understand why Lewis was overprotective of Josephine. It wasn’t an act to throw him off; it was because of … Josephine’s abnormality.
At first, Kiran thought Lewis was intentionally putting on a show, so he would think Lewis treasured Josephine instead of Sierra, luring him to target Josephine instead.
It seemed he had been overthinking.
Under the brilliant light, Josephine finally saw the eyes behind Kiran's glasses.
The corners of his eyes slanted upward, giving him a mischievous vibe.
Kiran waltzed in with his arm still on Josephine’s shoulders.
It was more crowded inside the cruise ship. People from all over the world gathered in groups, enjoying themselves with the variety of activities onboard.
Josephine saw a restaurant. She stopped in her tracks as she got a whiff of the delicious scent of food.
She tugged Kiran’s arm and pointed toward the restaurant.
Kiran paused and looked in the direction of her finger. “Are you hungry?”
Josephine looked up at him and nodded, her eyes brimming with anticipation.
She seemed not at all wary of him.
Kiran thought about it and brought her over.
After taking their seats, Kiran snapped his fingers to summon the waiter and ordered two steaks.
Josephine was starving. She had had only several bowls of broth that morning, and they didn’t last long.
Soon, the steaks were served. Kiran pushed both plates toward Josephine.
Without delay, Josephine picked up the cutlery and started eating. However, clumsy with her use of the cutlery, she cast the dinner knife aside, stabbed the steak with her fork, and munched away.
Opposite her, Kiran silently watched.
Her hair was messy from the breeze earlier, spreading in a mess on her head. Occasionally, she would bite on her hair when she ate.
She would then pull her hair out of her mouth and continue munching on the steak.
The steak wasn’t well-done and was not to her taste, but she was too hungry and savored it anyway.
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