CHAPTER 628: CHAPTER 628

"I learned from Doctor Wagner’s friend that he often goes fishing at sea. In fact, he should be out now. If it goes well and he’s in a good mood, we might be able to persuade him. If not, it might be difficult," Ezra said honestly. Owen wasn’t attached to a hospital, so whether he took on a job or not depended solely on his mood. He was neither greedy nor afraid of power, so it was very hard to deal with him. Though he was a hospital dean, Ezra couldn’t even contact Owen, so he wasn’t sure if Joanna would have any luck convincing him.

"Fishing at sea? Only the south of the City is suitable for that. I’ll head there to meet him now," Joanna said immediately.

"I’ll go with you," Haze said firmly.

"No, stay and help me take care of Quinton. He’ll be in danger if we leave and someone tries to attack him," Joanna insisted.

Haze looked reluctant. "You need to go out to sea to meet Owen, and that’s very dangerous. It’s not safe if you go alone."

"What’s there to worry about? The only thing out there that can harm me is probably a shark," Joanna scoffed.

"You..." Haze couldn’t argue, so he held his forehead helplessly. How was he supposed of her if she insisted on doing everything herself?

Winning her heart was no easy task.

Wasting no time, Joanna quickly went to the dock for fishing in the south of the city. People who needed to go out to sea had to book a speed boat or yacht, so she went to the center of the dock and found the person-in-charge. "Excuse me. Did a man called Owen Wagner book your yacht to go out to sea today?"

The person shook his head cautiously. "I’m sorry but we can’t reveal our clients’ information."

"I can pay you."

"No, that won’t do," the man said, but eventually added, "But I can tell you that a yacht went out to sea two hours ago. It’s a private yacht that parks here for us to watch over and maintain. It’s 28 miles southeast now. That person is a rather famous figure. If you’d like to go meet him, maybe you can rent a boat too."

After that, he sized her up and smirked. "I’m used to seeing women in bikinis, but maybe those rich snobs might find your look intriguing. You don’t have to thank me, just come and rent my boats more often if you make it."

"Well, thank you. May you be blessed with good health." Joanna knew that this pervert probably thought she was a woman who tried to hook up with rich men, but she didn’t care since he had given her a lot of useful information.

"Okay, get me a boat then. I want the cheapest one."

Joanna wanted to meet Owen as soon as possible, so she didn’t mind taking a few risks. After all, Quinton’s condition could worsen the longer they delayed treatment.

"Only one?" The man was filled with disdain as he said coldly, "You have to pay extra for the captain."

"No, I can navigate it myself," Joanna said casually.

"You’re going to navigate it? You’re just a woman!" The man scoffed in disbelief.

"Yes, and I have the license for it. In fact, I’m probably better at it than your men."

"Fine then. This is the first time I’ve met a woman like you, lady. You’re something special." The man shook his head in wonder and gave Joanna a small old dinghy. When she turned it on, smoke billowed out of it.

Well... she had asked for the cheapest boat.

Joanna started coughing because of the smoke, but she could not complain because she was running out of time. It was fine as long as it could sail.

Vroom! She set off in the direction the man told her. The boat soared on the large waves, making her look like a cool superspy on a mission.

28 miles was not far, but it was considered a long distance at sea. People could reel in a good catch fishing here, but the cost was high, so not many would do so.

Joanna saw a luxurious yacht from afar, and figured that Owen was on it. She immediately steered her boat towards it and approached the deck of that yacht. She then waved at the men and women on it.

"Hello! What a coincidence, are you guys here to fish too?"

That yacht was huge, and had two decks. It was new and grand, and was even equipped with a small swimming pool. In comparison, Joanna’s boat looked like a toy.

A few charming ladies in bikinis lay beside the swimming pool, and they laughed when they saw Joanna.

"Where did this ugly woman come from? Why is she waving? Is this a show arranged by the yacht company?"

"Ha! I’ve never seen a woman steer a boat before. Is she a man in disguise?"

The women were so loud that the bodyguards standing nearby reminded them, "Keep your voices down. Don’t disturb the gentlemen."

The women quickly fell silent as they looked at the front of the deck gloomily. Two men were sitting there and fishing together. Even though there were beautiful ladies there, the men were only focused on fishing.

The men were undeniably handsome and refined, so the women tried their best to charm them. They were willing to take off their bikinis if that was what it took.

However, the only thing the men stared at was the sea.

"Do you know who they are?" One of the women asked the other.

"Yes, one of them is Owen Wagner, a top doctor. The other, well... his identity might surprise you." The woman looked at the man who sat with Owen and smiled like a love-struck schoolgirl.

"Who is he? He looks familiar," the other lady asked eagerly.

"Of course, you’ll find him familiar! Go online and search for Master Moran, the head of the Moran family, the top family of The Great Eight of the City. See what the president of Moran Group looks like!"

"Oh gosh... are you telling me that the man sitting beside Dr. Wagner is the famous Mr. Ace Moran?" The woman covered her mouth and widened her eyes in disbelief. "I didn’t think I’d ever be able to get this close to him! Wasn’t he famous for being hard to deal with? He never got close to women, right? Why is he such a playboy now? Wasn’t he the one who invited us to go out to sea with them?"

"Don’t bother trying to understand how rich people think. Maybe he’s interested in women now!"

"So, does that mean we have a chance with him?"

"I guess so, but all they’re interested in right now is the fish. They don’t care about us at all. It’s hard to figure out what they’re thinking..."

"Whatever! They’re fishing, but we can still seduce them."

After they made up their minds, the bikini-clad women stood up and boldly approached the two men.

"Mr. Moran, Dr. Wagner, did you get any fish? Why don’t you take a break for a while?" One of the women carried a glass of rum and sat beside Ace. She even fed him a strawberry.

Joanna happened to witness that scene from her boat, and scowled. ’That shameless scumbag! How could he join such a group?’ She didn’t want to stay, but she had to for the sake of asking for Owen’s help.

She took out the photo Ezra gave her and confirmed that the man sitting beside Ace was Owen. He was extremely focused on fishing, so she had to get his attention somehow. "Doctor Wagner, look!

There’s a lot of tuna here. Come to my boat to fish!"

Joanna took out a marine lifesaving smoke gun and fired a shot at the sky to attract their attention. Instantly, the two men turned to look at her.

"Joanna?" Ace frowned slightly. He did not expect to see her here, in the vast ocean twenty miles away from shore.

Own finally averted his gaze from the capelin that almost took his bait and turned to look at Ace and Joanna. After that, he gave a meaningful smile. "Mr. Moran, you certainly planned this well. You provided a grand feast, beautiful women, and now... there’s even a performance?"

"No, that’s not it." Ace broke out into a cold sweat. "I don’t know why she’s here."

Owen said with a grin, "Even so, you seem to treat her differently... Let’s invite her over. After all, the more, the merrier."

Ace was rendered speechless.The main purpose of this trip was to ask the outstanding doctor to save Quinton, his former sworn enemy, but Joanna had shown up instead.’

Hmph, Quinton’s lucky I’m so generous. I hope Joanna won’t be too moved when she learns the truth later.’

Owen stood up and waved at Joanna. "Come and join us! Mr. Moran looks forward to having you here."

After that, he put down a ladder on the side of the boat.