I told him about what happened on the yacht. He immediately got angry and said, "This bastard Lionel, who does he think he is? How dare he do this to you? I'm going to take care of him for you right now."
Hearing my brother's tone full of concern, I could not help but feel a sour nose and blurry eyes.
"No need, Gerald. I want to take care of it myself. You can help check the surveillance footage for me, the one on the second-floor deck will do."
He did not insist either. "Don't worry, I know about the yacht. It's 360 degrees outdoors without any blind spots, so I won't let them wrongly accuse you like this."
"I'll book a flight back to Carasca now. Don't worry, with me behind you, I won't let any beasts bully you."
After hanging up the phone, I breathed a sigh of relief.
I could finally go to the bathroom and take a good bath with peace of mind.
After soaking my cold body in warm water for an hour, I felt my skin start to warm up.
Perhaps because of taking a warm bath, I fell asleep soon after lying on the bed.
In a daze, I felt someone next to me. I suddenly opened my eyes and saw a drunk man climbing onto my bed.
I was so scared that my voice was trembling. "What ... what are you doing?"