Just as someone was about to open the cabinet, a noise from the bathroom diverted everyone’s attention.
Emerging from the bathroom, Hannah’s wet hair draped near her ears, and she was wrapped in a large bath towel, revealing only her slim arms and slender legs.
“What’s happening here? I was just taking a bath…”
Hannah, upon seeing the intruders, feigned shock. Clutching the towel to her chest, she questioned, “You… What are you all doing here?”
Rodrigo, caught off-guard by Hannah’s presence, glanced at her appreciatively and said, “Ah, Miss Moore, did we interrupt you?”
His tone was teasing, and his gaze roamed over her with a hint of cheekiness.
Feeling a surge of relief, Jalen quickly positioned himself in front of Hannah, asserting, “Leave her out of this.”
Rodrigo, with a smirk, replied, “Why would I trouble her? She’s my associate now. But I must say…”
He glanced at Hannah, adding, “I’m surprised she’d take a liking to someone like you.”
Rodrigo smirked. “Artists Like you always catch the ladies’ attention.
Miss Moore, you’re a hit with the guys too. I hear Mr. Lyons’s got his eye on you. And here you are, all about Jalen. What a shame.”
Inwardly rolling her eyes, Hannah replied with a cool tone, “Can you and your men Leave now? I need to change. You’ll be needing my help for the gambling later, right?”
Rodrigo, not one to linger unnecessarily, gave Hannah a playful jab before nodding and leaving with his men.
Once they were gone, Jalen locked the door and stumbled back into the room, panting. “That was too close! I was terrified he’d find out about you two!”
“Good thing she was quick on her feet. We would’ve been in big trouble otherwise,” Winston commented as he emerged from the cabinet.
While they spoke, Hannah headed to the bathroom to change. “I’ll head out first. I’ll text you when the coast is clear so you can sneak out,” she said.
“Got it,” Winston acknowledged with a nod.
As the day wore on, the sky started to turn darker.
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The casino’s buzz on the ship grew louder by the minute.
Entering the casino alongside Winston, Hannah spotted a man at the gambling table.
Her heart dropped, and she made her way over there.
Nearing the table, she picked up a familiar name among the chatter.
“We’re just not having any luck today. What do we do now?”
“Yeah, you’re right. Look at Mr. Mitchell from Cadilind. He scooped up fifty million dollars from Mr. Wilde soon after he showed up to the game. Earning money like that seems so effortless!”