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I glanced at the infinite blue sky, promising sunshine throughout the day. The majestic crystal clear blue ocean was enticing everyone to discover the treasures hidden within the deep. The golden sand sparkled like tiny jewels under the dazzling sunlight while colorful gemstones like seashells scattered throughout the beach, waiting to be pick.
Warm breeze swirled around us, sending our hairs in all different directions. The gentle crashing waves against the shore were forming white foams. The saltwater smell and soft, smooth sand that massaged my feet sent a feeling of peace to my veins.
Men with nothing but briefs and shorts were playing volleyball and Frisbee. Tanned women wearing skimpy bikinis were lying under the sun. Children’s laughter and giggles echoed all around as they played in the sand, building sandcastles. Some adventurous people were water-skiing and paragliding while some relax in a canoe and yacht.
I took in a mouthful of the warm seawater air.
Ahh . . . Hawaii!
“I think we should try the parasailing or maybe the paragliding first. Wait . . . I think diving is more excit––augh!”
I was surprised when a ball appeared out of nowhere and landed on Zoe’s head.
“Pft . . . Sorry.”
My eyes slid towards a snickering tanned man with brunet hair who was approaching us. There were also men and women at the back who were smirking and laughing. I noticed that almost all of the people here were from well-known families.
Must be here for Sophia’s debut.
I fastened my cover-up when the man didn’t bother to be subtle with the lust in his gaze as he swept us with his eyes.
“Sorry ‘bout that.” He smirked. “I didn’t mea–– Argh!!”
His words were halted with his scream of agony when Zoe kicked the ball without warning, hitting him straight in the groin. He howled in pain as he went down on his knees as his two hands cupped the ‘thing’ between his thighs.
“Now we’re even.” Zoe grinned. She then grabbed my hand and pulled me away from the audience’s sight.
I think Zoe became even more violent after that night.
Not that I mind, though.
After a while of bickering and nonstop arguing about what to do first, we settled in playing in the sand.
Sophia checked her surroundings. When she made sure that no one was around, she swiped a card key on Zoe’s room.
Emma requested an extra card to Zoe’s room without the girl’s knowledge.
Sophia tiptoed inside and closed the door as quietly as she could. She checked the room for any signs of life before she arranged her wig and, like she owned the place –– sashayed towards the bed.
Her eyes landed on a beautiful, simple dress that was resting on the mattress.
She smirked and pulled a scissor from her bag.
Nicholas’s eyes kept landing on Emma Collin’s wig. Though the wig looked natural, it didn’t hide the noticeable gap between her forehead and the false hair.
He wanted to ask what happened to her and Sophia, but something was telling him it was a dangerous topic to venture into.
Emma handed a card to him, which he accepted. His gaze still locked on the artificial object on the woman’s head.
“The spare card key to Zoe’s room.”
He swiftly retracted his gaze when he heard Emma’s hissing tone.
“The plan is simple. Since we can’t use drugs directly, I’ve replaced the incense in her room. After the party, the staff will turn on every incense in everyone’s room. All you have to do is wait.”
He wanted to say something, but Emma already strode away to entertain some guests who walked into the hotel’s restaurant.
The corner of his mouth twitched into a sneer.
This time for sure.
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