Chapter 351

Cassandra crossed her arms and shot back, "No thanks. Who knows if you've got cameras hidden in the bathroom or bedroom?" "You..." Ethan Carter's face darkened for a second, her accusation clearly hitting a nerve. "Fine, whatever." He turned with a huff and walked into the yacht’s control room. As his figure disappeared, she dropped her gaze, hiding the flicker of cold determination in her eyes. She walked over to where she'd fallen into the water, bent down, and retrieved her phone. There were several missed calls. After a moment’s hesitation, she returned one. It connected quickly. "What’s going on, Mr. Blackwood?" She asked with a light tone, lips curling into a faint smile. “Sugar, are you scheming something?” Damien Blackwood didn’t beat around the bush—he went straight for the jugular. Her body stiffened, heart skipping a beat. Wait, what did that mean? Did he figure something out…? "Planning something? Why would you say that all of a sudden?" Cassandra leaned back against the ra