"Moses, this time I will never forgive you!"
Sirens wailing, Paul hung up the phone inside the black car, then turned to look at Moses in the back seat.
"Huangfu Jue has ordered a city-wide manhunt for you!"
Moses leaned against the back of the seat, his face calmly silent.
Seated beside him, Jessica opened her mouth as if to say something, hesitated, and then sighed without making a sound.
"This is not a place to stay for long. What do you think... should we find a boat and leave?" Paul asked cautiously.
Seeing Moses silent, Jessica hurriedly spoke up, "This is their territory; we’d better leave first, then make further plans, right?"
Moses still looked out of the window, silent as if he hadn’t heard the two at all.
Jessica became more anxious, "Sir, please... don’t be so dejected, okay? If you’re angry with me, you can hit me, scold me... but... don’t be , I... I can’t take it!"
Pulling a dagger from her body, she extended her left hand.
"This time, I acted without your consent, I... I’ll punish myself!"
She raised the knife towards the fingers of her left hand.
"Jessica!" Paul cried out in alarm.
A palm reached out and, before her knife could sever her finger, grabbed her wrist.
"You are mine; you don’t have the right to punish yourself!" Moses flicked away her knife-holding hand, "To the docks!"
Seeing that he finally agreed to lay low, both Paul and Jessica breathed a sigh of relief. The driver steered the car towards the docks as Paul immediately made a phone call to arrange for someone to meet them there.
A short while later, the car arrived at an old dock where a medium-sized speedboat was waiting.
The group boarded the speedboat which promptly took off, cutting through the waves toward the deep sea to transfer them onto a large cruise ship.
After escorting Moses to his room, Paul immediately went out to give orders.
"Set sail for the High Seas right away!"
He believed the news would soon reach all the docks and soon enough, the coast guard and military personnel would be on the move. They had to quickly head for the High Seas before being caught up to.
The cruise ship set sail, and Paul glanced at the city on the distant coast, exhaling softly.
"I really don’t understand!" Jessica came up beside him, "What on earth is he thinking?"
"I think..." Paul shrugged his shoulders, "he just hates other people’s pity."
Always thought to be at the top of the food chain, such a proud man was played such a joke by God. Paul could imagine how Moses must feel. The reason he refused to divulge this matter to anyone was that he didn’t want anyone’s pity or sympathy.
And Jessica just had to tell this fact to the last person Moses would want knowing it.
Jessica stared at Moses’ cabin door not far away, "Was I wrong?"
Paul shook his head gently, "No matter what, at least he’s willing to go back; that’s a good outcome."
"But..." Jessica frowned, "this way, Gaia may never forgive him again."
Paul turned to face the sea breeze, sighing deeply.
"He must love her very much, right?" Jessica asked again.
Paul shook his head gently, "When I came to the sir’s side, the lady had already left, so I don’t know much about their affairs. I heard the butler say they grew up together, the sir had saved the lady’s life several times, and for him, she would also throw caution to the wind. They share a relationship closer than siblings."