Chapter 65: Bathroom

“Would you like some, miss?” Thraia asked, offering me a glass of orange juice. I reached my hand to take the glass from her hands.

“Yes, thank you!” I said and then take a sip from the glass, “Come and join me here,” I added. I was sitting at the swim platform of this yacht, my feet touching the seawater. Thraia shrugged her head.

“Later, miss. We are still grilling the meat.”

“I wanted to help, but Reign won’t allow me,” I complained about disappointment. I really wanted to help grill the meat, but when I told Reign about it, he disagreed. He was still in the cabin for an hour now. 

After what happened in the hatch, Maze suddenly approached us, telling Reign that he needs to take the call personally. I think there’s a problem with their headquarters. 

“You should follow what has the master s