Chapter 4

On the top deck of the cruise ship, crystal chandeliers sparkled everywhere, and the champagne tower shimmered with gold.

Victor stood next to me, totally distracted, his eyes kept sneaking glances at the entrance.

Then his phone buzzed again.

He glanced at the screen, his brows knotted, and the irritation came off him in waves.

"Hazel, something urgent at work. I gotta take this call. Don't wander off, alright?"

He tossed out the words and hurried off again, his back disappearing into the crowd of clinking glasses and laughter.

I stayed put and opened the group chat.

The bets were…