CHAPTER 731: CHAPTER 731: SOMEONE RISKS THEIR LIFE

Nora Northwood saw a slight lapse appear on Jenson Sinclair’s face, and almost without hesitation, lunged forward.

"Splash——"

The palm-sized detonator was thrown into the sea, stirring up layers of ripples.

Jenson Sinclair instantly came back to his senses, realizing he had been outwitted.

He grabbed Nora Northwood’s wrist and twisted it hard, the sound of the bone dislocation swallowed by the sea breeze.

Jenson Sinclair pressed her against the window rail, his face fierce, "You damn well played me, Nora!"

Judging by his stance, it seemed as if he was about to throw her overboard along with himself.

This time, Nora truly believed he was capable of doing it.

The last card for negotiation had been burned; who wouldn’t go mad in such a situation?

Jasper Sinclair saw Nora Northwood risking herself, ignoring everything else as he rushed forward.

At this moment, most of the girl’s body was already outside the window, her soul extremely frightened, and it would be a lie to say she wasn’t afraid.

The night sea breeze howled continuously, as if trying to sweep people away.

Nora’s hair tie had loosened, her beautiful hair swaying incessantly in the sea breeze, making her body appear even more precarious.

"Jenson Sinclair, let her go."

Jasper Sinclair disregarded everything, ready to exchange his life for Nora’s.

How could Jenson Sinclair not see through his intentions?

At once, he exerted force on his wrist.

"Ah——"

The scream tore through the sky.

Nora’s body was pushed outside the window.

The hearts of everyone present shifted with the swing of her body.

At the moment Jenson let go, the police intervened, and Jasper Sinclair moved forward to grab Nora’s wrist.

"Nora, give me your other hand." He shouted frantically.

Beneath Nora’s feet was an abyss, deep and unseeable.

She tried to do as Jasper Sinclair said, but found she couldn’t muster any strength.

Unsurprisingly, it had already been dislocated from Jenson’s twist.

Crystalline tears welled in her eyes, teetering mid-air, ready to be swept away by the wind at any moment.

Fortunately, the yacht had a rescue team accompanying it.

"Nora, hold on a little longer, you’ll be rescued soon." Jasper Sinclair’s eyes were icy cold, desperately pulling her, still trying to comfort her.

Rather than comforting Nora, it was more like he was comforting himself.

The previous fight had already drained most of his strength, leaving him physically exhausted.

Dawn was breaking in the distant sky, after a whole night of heart-pounding tension, Jasper Sinclair’s face showed no trace of fatigue, instead appearing fierce like a wolf.

Jenson Sinclair had been firmly restrained by the police, pinned motionless, his game now at an end.

Outside the yacht, Nora Northwood was as rigid as ice, letting her body drift in the wind.

Her vision had already blurred completely.

The rescue team was executing the rescue, and finally, after half a quarter of an hour, they pulled her up.

Jasper Sinclair held her tightly in his arms, breathing heavily and rapidly, a mix of panic and relief from having regained her.

The person in his arms was already in tears, her shoulders trembling continuously, unable to utter a word, leaving only two clear streaks of tears.

After quite some time, Jasper Sinclair lowered his head and kissed her eyes.

The yacht slowly docked, "Wheep wheep——" the sound of police sirens sporadically echoed.

Nora Northwood was carried horizontally by Jasper Sinclair, retreating from the dangerous place, but she herself had yet to fully calm down from the extreme peril.

After this ordeal, she probably wouldn’t want to approach the shore again for decades.

As they emerged, the flashing lights of dozens of police cars were enough to dazzle everyone’s eyes.