A platter with a freshly grilled fish was placed before Stephen, releasing a tantalizing aroma that delighted his senses. A wisp of smoke danced in the air, tempting his long-suppressed hunger.After expressing gratitude with a smile, he eagerly grasped the fork and knife, ready to indulge in the mouthwatering meal. Fiona, sitting beside him, was equally enthusiastic to savor the enticing dish.While Stephen and Fiona enjoyed their delightful time by the seaside, Oliver and Alyssa were busy preparing their dining supplies. They deliberately chose to have lunch by the beach to experience the thrill of an open-air feast while admiring the enchanting scenery provided by the vast ocean.As the grilled fish vanished from the plate, Fiona exclaimed, "I never expected you could make such a delicious grilled fish, Oliver!" She sincerely praised him.Oliver calmly replied, "As a secret agent and the young master's bodyguard of the Hudson family, I'm expected to be versatile and prepared for var

After indulging in a blissful and soothing steam bath, Stephen and Fiona proceeded to the nearby bathroom to rinse themselves with a refreshing splash of cold water. This invigorating act served to close the pores of their skin, which had been opened during the steam bath.Feeling rejuvenated and in high spirits, Stephen's gaze fell upon Fiona as she stood under the shower, clad in white underwear. Her presence ignited a surge of desire within him, and with a gentle and seductive voice, he approached his wife."Looks like we could have some fun in the shower," Stephen murmured.Fiona's eyes widened in surprise as the dashing man suddenly stood before her, pressing her gently against the wall. She, too, felt the same desire. Not hesitating, she embraced Stephen's proposition and engaged in the playful encounter. Their passionate encounter continued until both of them were fully satisfied and overcome with exhaustion. Eventually, they wrapped themselves in robes and made their way back t

John stared at Fiona, a belittling smile tugging at the corners of his lips as he leaned in to deliver his comment. "Engaging in dialogue with a person whose mind has been unduly influenced and manipulated proves to be an intricate endeavor!"Stephen, a blonde man in a crisp white shirt, audibly sighed, his annoyance palpable. John's constant presence had become an unwelcome distraction, wasting his precious time on trivial matters. With a piercing gaze, Stephen locked eyes with John, attempting to intimidate him into submission."John, I've had enough of your meddling. Your presence here, causing disruptions, is unwarranted. Whether I used to be a beach cleaner or not is inconsequential. I possess the means now, rendering your concern over my purchases unnecessary. Focus on your own affairs!" Stephen's voice exuded resolute strength, refusing to be swayed or undermined by John's interference.John erupted into boisterous laughter, struggling to contain his mirth. "Oh, Stephen, you tru

Stephen furrowed his forehead and grinned, "Trick, you say?" A man with curly hair and dark skin asked John in surprise, "What do you mean by tricks, John? He's already managed to pay for his jet ski!" John took a deep breath and said, "I've known him for eight years as a beach cleaner! Remember, he's been a beach cleaner for eight years! And after ten months of disappearing from the coast of Bentguay, I met him here. He wants to buy two jet skis. Does it make sense to accumulate such wealth in such a short time? If he were the son of a rich man, I would believe him! But look at him! He was lived in an orphanage and worked as a beach cleaner after his lift family bancruot! Do you understand what I mean?" The members of the Cartmar jet ski club hangout fell silent, seemingly in disbelief. In truth, Stephen was indeed the son of a wealthy man who had washed up on a beach and had just reunited with his source of wealth. With confidence, Stephen said, "John, why are you bringing that u

The redhead gritted his teeth, furious with Stephen. He never expected Stephen to have such excellent jet ski skills. He wondered how Stephen could be so amazing. And more importantly, he had the money to buy two jet skis at once and dare to bet a significant amount that most people wouldn't. "Oh, damn it! Who are you really, Stephen!" John didn't immediately respond to Stephen's provocative remark. But now he was truly trapped by his own words. He regretted it inwardly. "John? Are you okay?" Joana's melodious voice startled John. He didn't have any other choice now. Reluctantly, John said, "I'm fine. Thanks for worrying. I'm just a little tired." The redhead observed Joana, imagining if he had been the one to win the race that evening. "Joana, you would have hugged me immediately and wouldn't be shy about accepting my offer to go on a date! Unfortunately, Stephen ruined it all!" Stephen's firm voice startled John out of his daydream once again, "So, have you decided not to fulfi