Chapter 97

With his eyes locked on Sebastian, William warned, "Weren't you all high and mighty just now? You have a death wish, don't you? Come to the deck then!"

With that said, he turned to leave the cabin and headed to the deck.

Whitney almost passed out upon hearing what he said. Wagner … It was THE Hans Wagner of Steinberg he was talking about!

Even Mabel shivered in fear, her face already as pale as a sheet.

Hans was ruthless. They were doomed for sure! No thanks to Sebastian, that idiot!

"Ms. Sutton, what do we do? Mr. Wagner's heading here!" Mabel shouted as she stomped her feet in frustration, her heart overwhelmed with anxiety.

Whitney was afraid of Hans too. Sweat dotted her forehead, and her lips lost their color. Now, even her hands were cold, and her legs trembled.

The path to the deck was right in front of her, but it seemed especially gloomy and foreboding now.

Taking a deep breath, she grabbed Mable's hand and muttered, "Don't be afraid. This land has its laws. Mr