Chapter 345: Chapter 345



“I will not take any person.” Armand Bernie didn’t dare gamble with the lives of the two.

Phoebe Lewis smirked and told him the address, then changed her tone again, “Don’t take anyone there, I’m not kidding. If you dare to take some people there, I will definitely throw them into the sea to feed the fish.”

Armand’s nerves were tense, but he didn’t want to be outdone, “I told you I won’t take anyone there. But if you dare to hurt them, you’ll be in trouble.”

He finished talking and hung up the phone, walked out of the hospital, got into his car and drove to the address she had given him.

His car accelerated hard and it didn’t take long to get to the beach. He stopped the car and got out. At that moment, he received a phone message from Phoebe: “Take the boat, heading southwest.”

Armand hung up the phone and looked for a boat. Next door, there was a fisherman fishing. Armand approached: “Can you take me to the sea?”.

Then he took out his wallet and gave all the money inside to the fisherman who was tying the rope. “I won’t let you take me for nothing.”

The fisherman was very thin, looked to be about fifty years old and had dark skin. Looking at the money Armand had handed him, he calculated in his mind how much money it was. Actually, Armand wasn’t carrying too much cash, only a little over two thousand.

“Where are you going?” the fisherman asked. If it was to the deep sea, he wouldn’t go.

“To the southwest,” said Armand.

The fisherman thought for a while. That place was surrounded by mountains, so they didn’t go there very often, it was out of the way. “Why are you going there?” There was no one there, and there wasn’t even a place to stay.

Armand knew the fisherman was a little perplexed. He didn’t know how to explain it, but he could only find one justification to persuade him. “I’m going there to look for a friend who took a boat there. He hasn’t come back yet, so I want to go check it out.”

The fisherman thought about it for a moment, took the money from her hand and said, “Okay. Come on up.”

Two thousand was a lot.

Even if he went out to sea, he wouldn’t make that much money.

Armand walked over to the wet tablet and thanked him.

The fisherman smiled a little sheepishly. After all, he was getting money from him, so it could be considered a business relationship. Saying thank you was not necessary.

Armand stood on the fish-scented plank, and looked out at the magnificent sea. His heart was rising and falling, like the movement of the boat on the sea.

The fisherman was familiar with that place, so he quickly adjusted the bow of the boat and steered it very fast.

Some fifteen or twenty minutes later, Armand saw a boat in front of him and let the fisherman approach.

Seeing him standing at the bow, Phoebe suddenly had mixed feelings, but they disappeared. Things had already reached that point, and she had no escape.

She would not resign herself to her life, otherwise, watching Armand and the other women marry and have children, she could only be alone for the rest of her life.

No, that was not what she wanted.

If she couldn’t get what she wanted, it would be better to die. Anyway, she wouldn’t let those who were giving her a hard time have all the fun either! Soon, Armand saw her too. The fisherman asked, “Is that boat?” Armand nodded.

The fisherman tilted his boat, put the pedal down and said, “Be careful.”

Armand made a sound and stepped on the pedal without the slightest hesitation.

The two boats were joined together by a not very wide wooden plank. When Armand put his foot on it, it swayed a little, and the fisherman stood up to support it.

Phoebe smiled and said, “Why did you come so quickly, are you worried about your grandmother or about that woman?”

Armand lowered the wooden plank and looked at her with a solemn expression, “Where are they?”

Phoebe reached over and reached out to touch his neck. “Why are you so anxious?” she said. Her movements became gentler, “If I let you come here, of course I’ll make you see them.”

Armand straightened up and looked down to look at her hand, “If you want to do something, do it to me.”

Phoebe smiled, “Of course I’ll do it to you. If they had nothing to do with you, I wouldn’t bring them, would I?”.

Armand said coldly, “Tell me, what do you want? I’m here now, shouldn’t you let them go?”

“If I let them go, will you still be nice to me?” Phoebe pointed her finger at his chest. “Do you think I’m stupid?”

“Tell me, what do you want?”

Phoebe hooked his belt and stepped into the cockpit. Armand didn’t move, and Phoebe glared back at him, “Don’t you want to see your grandmother and that woman?” Armand clenched his hands into fists.

Phoebe knew he was angry, but she also knew that, so as not to endanger the two women, he would not react easily.

The cabin was very cramped and not enough room, plus it was very cluttered. Theresa Gordon and Mistress Leslie were tied up at the bottom of the rack. Theresa looked very bad, he went over to see her, but was restrained by Phoebe: “Don’t hurry…”

Before he could finish speaking, he wriggled away from her.

“Oh, oh…” Mistress Leslie tried to tell him that maybe Theresa was pregnant, and that he should save her and keep her safe.

But she couldn’t speak, except to say the word “oh.”

Armand thought she was scared and didn’t imagine at all that she was worried about Theresa. He said quietly, “I won’t get you in trouble.”

Theresa’s vision blurred, she felt a sharp, sharp pain in her lower abdomen and could only let one word escape her dry lips, “Save me…”

Armand couldn’t hear clearly and wanted to move closer to her, but he heard Phoebe’s voice behind him, “If you dare come one step closer, I’ll blow them up.”

Armand stopped, and when he turned around, he saw Phoebe holding a bomb command in her hand.

He looked around and, sure enough, found a bomb in the corner.

“Phoebe!” he was filled with rage.

Phoebe was not frightened by his murderous stare and let out a bright smile, “Don’t be so fierce, I’m scared.”

Armand tried to suppress his overwhelming anger, “What are your terms?”.

Phoebe stepped in front of him and gently stroked his chest with her finger, as if he were a little snake, then she walked around and stopped in front of his neck. She undid his collar button and his expression became a little erratic. “Do you still remember the first time we slept together?”

Armand pressed his lips together tightly, but didn’t respond.

Phoebe looked at Theresa, caressed Armand’s chest and then continued speaking, “You were afraid of hurting me and you whispered softly in my ear that you loved me, that you would be kind to me forever, do you still remember that?”

Armand grabbed her wiggling hand, “Just tell me what you want.”

He would have preferred that things had never happened between him and Phoebe. Everything beautiful about their first time had been ruined by that woman. Now there was nothing good, and he felt bad. How could he have fallen for such a scheming, intolerant woman?

He thought maybe he must have been blind to be infatuated with her.

“What do I want?” Phoebe feigned shyness. “How about we do it again? Let’s relive that old experience. I’m sure you remember it very well. After all, the first time you became a real man, it was on top of me.”

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