Everyone present was scheduled to take the organizers' ferry off the island.
Isabella was basically calling all of them pathetic.
Lydia clenched her fists in anger. "Spit on it! Who cares about your stupid boats? Who knows if you'd try to drown us on purpose?"
"We actually like sticking together. We're team players. We aren't like your Dreamscape Initiative, acting like a bunch of despised roaches!"
Bianca's face instantly darkened.
This Lydia was getting sharper by the day.
And her insults were getting significantly worse.
She should have pumped a higher dose into Lydia's system back then and sent her straight to the lab along with that other girl!
Whatever.
She couldn't be bothered to argue with these lower-class peasants now.
Once the competition results and experiment data were made public.
She would love to see how arrogant Lydia could be then!
Bianca let out a cold laugh. "Keep acting tough. You backwater peasants will never step foot on a luxury yacht like this in your entire lives."
"You only deserve to stand on the sidelines, drooling with envy as you watch me leave!"
Just as the words left her mouth.
"Woo-"
A deep, resonant horn echoed from the far horizon of the sea.
The sound was deafening.
It instantly drowned out the engines of the three Doyle family yachts.
Everyone instinctively turned toward the sound.
A massive behemoth was carving through the waves, heading straight for them.
As the distance closed, collective gasps rippled through the crowd.
It was... The Golden Sovereign!
It was astronomically huge, standing a towering seven or eight stories high. Its pitch- black hull was adorned with lavish dark gold detailing.
It looked like a fortress on the sea!
Once this colossal vessel approached.
The multi-million-dollar yachts the Doyle family had just flaunted suddenly looked like pitiful, cheap dinghies.
They bobbed unsteadily in the massive wake churned up by the cruise ship.
The entire crowd of contestants was dumbfounded.
Someone muttered aloud.
"Whose..... whose ship is that?"
"Isn't that a bit overkill? How much does something like that cost?"
"Hundreds of millions of dollars, easy..."
"You couldn't find more than a handful of these in the entire world!"
"Which elite billionaire is descending on our dump of an island?"
"The Doyle family's yachts just got crushed to absolute dust." The smile on Bianca's face froze entirely.
She stared at the cruise ship in
disbelief, violent waves of shooter
crashing through her mind
Impossible.
How was this possible!
How could a cruise ship of this caliber appear in a place like this?
Why was the timing so exact?
Could it be... could it be...
Bianca instinctively whipped her head around to glare at Serena, her expression twisting.
But Serena merely lifted her eyes
lazily, glancing at the ship withonet
single ripple net
Gontent
It seemed...
She hadn't summoned it just to slap Bianca in the face.
The mega cruise ship docked flawlessly at Deep-Water Harbor.
Its immense shadow blanketed the entire pier.
Radiating a suffocating sense of dominance.
From the highest deck, a red-carpeted gangway slowly lowered.
A man stood at the very top.
Dressed in a bespoke black suit, he was tall, lean, and commanded absolute
presence.
handsome features looked ethereal
ham almost dangerously
against the backdrop of the blue sea and golden sunlight.
He was elegance and power personified.
Standing far above the rest.
His mere presence was enough to drain the color and light from everything else
around him.