Revenge After Death

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"Ha... Your line of work isn't exactly the safest either," Joel retorted.

"You know what? My current job is to bring the evil-doers to justice. If I were to switch to the financial industry, it would be me who ends up imprisoned." Eason remained keenly aware of this fact.

"That means... you're not smart enough. Fool." Joel snorted.

"Could you please be quiet? Enough with the flirting! Look at where we are!" Zion couldn't stand it anymore. Could they show some respect toward these kidnappers?

"Is the president of Crowdstar Group actually on board?" Rachel asked softly.

"All club members have a chip. This cruise ship is equipped with an identification system, so once everyone boards the ship, their presence will be displayed," Zion explained in a hushed tone.

I glanced warily at Steven and said, "We need to locate the president of Crowdstar Group before these people do and ensure his safety."

Steven nodded in agreement. "Okay."

"It seems that no one wants to leave the cruise?" The leader's laughter cut through the air as he seized the rich man's hand and purposefully squeezed the wound where his nails had been ripped out. The screams reverberated once more, a chilling assertion of the Rebels' authority...

"Tell me now. Who's the president of Crowdstar Group?"

The scene was completely silent.

"Very well. Your lady? I quite fancy her... I wonder if she'd care to join us for the evening?" The leader stood up with a smile and pointed to the stunning female companion of one of the wealthy men.

The wealthy man paled and nervously glanced at the leader. "I truly don't know who the president of Crowdstar Group is."

"Since you have no idea, you're a complete waste now. Now, I'll offer you a choice. Hand over this woman for us to entertain for the night, or jump into the sea? What's it going to be?" the leader asked with a smirk.

The man's face turned pale as he looked at the leader. The next moment, he panicked and turned to glimpse the woman hiding behind him. She was stunningly beautiful, like a celebrity. She wept and shook her head, trembling with fear.

Unexpectedly, the man pushed the woman over directly. "Whatever you want... Don't kill me."

I snorted. What a coward!

The woman collapsed to the ground in despair, weeping and begging for mercy, "Please spare me."

The kidnapper showed no mercy. With a sinister smile, he firmly grasped the woman's hair, preparing to forcefully drag her away.

"Let her go. I'm the president of Crowdstar Group." A young, charismatic man among the wealthy people stood up and took the initiative to protect the woman.

The woman cried as she looked at him and shook her head. Clearly, the two of them knew each other. However, it was unclear whether the man was actually the president of Crowdstar Group.

"Ah! You finally took the initiative to come out. Well done." The leader released his grip on the woman.

The man stepped forward and quickly pulled the woman behind him to protect her.

The leader began to verify the man's details. "Dayton Sacco, your father is the president of Sacco Group, and you're the president of Crowdstar Group? Ha."

Dayton nervously shielded the female celebrity while trying to maintain a calm façade. "It's no big deal. My dad supports me in starting my own business under the tables..."

There was truly no evidence to suggest that he was not.

"Do you really believe that we can't confirm the identity of the president of Crowdstar Group?" asked the leader with a smile before instructing someone to bring a safe.

"Genome Society mandates that members store our valuables on this cruise ship. It's claimed that this cruise boasts the most secure protection system, as each safe can only be unlocked when the palm print and iris scan match simultaneously." The leader ushered Dayton toward the safe.

"If you're unable to unlock this safe, both you and the woman you protected will die."

I nervously tightened my grip on Steven's hand. "Is he the president of Crowdstar Group?"

If he weren't, he would certainly be dead. If he was, we had to find a way to protect him. Steven shook his head, his gaze intense.