The sea breeze blew over, giving Joshua goosebumps on his back.

In the past, his job was to simply carry out orders from Ethan. He didn't know the complex story behind this.

Just what kind of fray was Ethan in?

Other than having a dysfunctional family, he had to face multiple schemes in business.

"Mr. Miller, what should we do now?" inquired Joshua.

Ethan's eyes were dark, and his voice was icy. "Tell Brent to not hold himself back. Make himself at home. Destroy anything that has to be destroyed. I want to tell them that it isn't easy to gain that 34 million dollars."

He threw the cigarette butt into the sea.

His expression behind the mask turned gloomier. "Since they've taken what's mine, they should pay back with interest."

Joshua's eyes brightened at Ethan's brilliant idea.

During the past few days, Ethan got to know the number of enemies on the ship. If he took action now, he would have the upper hand.

Even if the enemy called for backup, it would take at least six hours