After the small incident between Beth and Ámbar, there was silence on the yacht for the rest of the trip. Everyone kept their distance and remained quiet after that near-death scare. Ámbar was literally on the brink of death. The only person laughing and seemingly enjoying the trip was precisely Beth, and the only person sticking close to her was precisely Charles Ballmer."You're truly wicked," Charles said as he laughed."That damn gold digger thinks she's so important just because she married Carson. That doesn't change the fact that she's poor," Beth responded, referring to Ámbar disdainfully, "she'll never be on our level."Beth pulled out a cigarette and placed it in her mouth with the intention of smoking it."I think we should have met a long time ago," Charles said as he lit Beth's cigarette with his pocket lighter.Meanwhile, outside the yacht, Carson and Curtis took care of Ámbar as she recovered from that dreadful scare.Ámbar sat in a chair while Carson rubbed her with
"No, Kim. This is wrong," Curtis pushed Kim away with his hands, breaking the clandestine kiss.Kim arched her eyebrows and stared at Curtis intently."Come on... you know you want it," Kim insisted, running her hand over Curtis's groin, trying to provoke him."Please, I want you to leave," Curtis indicated.Curtis took Kim's hands and moved them away from his groin, but she kept insisting on touching him."Relax. Campbell is drunk," Kim kissed Curtis's neck and made an effort to get closer each time."I'm serious, Kim. I don't want any of this to happen again. It's not fair to Campbell," Curtis remarked.Finally, Kim understood that Curtis was serious, and that's when she became expressionless."You must be joking," Kim complained, clearly upset."Get out of here," Curtis said, looking her directly in the eyes."This has nothing to do with Campbell, does it?" Kim asked, feeling sad and rejected."Of course it does. He's the only victim in this situation," Curtis replied."Don't lie.
There was a lot of tension on that boat as it approached the island. Curtis never thought it would be so difficult to gather the Stanton family on the same yacht without any problems.At the same time, Ander was very excited about the idea of finally being accepted by his brothers. It was the first time he didn't feel excluded from the rest and that Agatha, Carson, and Campbell acknowledged him. He couldn't wait to shake off the label of 'Joseph Stanton's illegitimate son'."I'm curious to know what the initiation ritual is about," Ander said, very excited.Agatha was distracted looking in all directions. Campbell had been gone for half an hour and hadn't returned."What? ... Oh, yes, of course. The ritual. Don't worry, it's just something we'll do among siblings. It'll be quick, and I assure you, you'll enjoy it," Agatha assured him while still looking for Campbell.Just then, Campbell entered through the main door of the huge yacht. He was still a little drunk, his steps were unstea
Curtis was trying to keep up morale and prevent the Stanton family trip from being a complete failure. They still had to spend the entire night on that paradise island, and he feared for the lives of others, and even feared for his own life. This family couldn't be together without something bad happening.The immense and elegant yacht finally arrived at a wooden dock very similar to the one they had departed from. Night had already fallen, and the entire island was illuminated majestically. It was quite a visual spectacle in the middle of nowhere."We've arrived," Curtis shouted once the yacht stopped."Did we really arrive?" Ander said very excitedly.Ander was the first to disembark and be amazed by the beauty of the island that Curtis had specially prepared for the Stanton family.Curtis followed Ander, and both stood on the wooden dock to admire all that nocturnal beauty."It's beautiful," Ander expressed with his eyes illuminated by those lights that stood out in the darkness of
Ander clenched his fists tightly due to anger. His nails cut into the flesh of his palms, making them bleed a little. Tears crystallized in his eyes, wanting to escape, but he somehow managed to hold back the urge to cry.He was trembling with rage at the feeling of helplessness that engulfed him. He couldn't do anything as his brothers sailed away on that boat, mocking him and calling him a bastard. It was the greatest humiliation he had ever experienced, and it was also a very clear indicator that they would never accept him as part of the family.It didn't matter that Joseph had given him his last name before he died. Ander would never be a Stanton. There was still too much goodness in his heart, and to belong to that family, one had to be heartless and ruthless. Even Curtis had been losing his good side and had been doing deplorable things."I promise you, they will pay for this," Ander vowed, even though no one could hear him, and he was completely alone.Now he just had to worry
15 MINUTES BEFORE.The boat carrying the Stanton siblings arrived at the wooden dock in front of the luxurious beach hotel. Campbell turned off the engine, and the boat came to a complete stop for them to disembark."That was so much fun," laughed Agatha hysterically as they helped her off the boat."Did you see the expression on that damn bastard's face when he opened his eyes and saw us riding the boat?" Campbell roared with laughter, hugging his own stomach.Carson was the only one not laughing. He was solely focused on tying the boat to the dock with a thick rope to secure it."Didn't you find it funny, Carson?" Agatha hoped that with this question, Carson would also let out some laughter or chuckle so they could all mock Ander for being Joseph Stanton's illegitimate son."Yeah... it was quite amusing," Carson replied expressionlessly. Despite claiming to support Agatha and Campbell's prank, he didn't seem to be enjoying it as much as they were."Carson has matured, that's what it
Ander ran out of that place as fast as he could. His surprise was quite disturbing, and he wanted to get to the hotel as soon as possible to forget about the terrible night he had experienced.At the same time, Carson continued to follow Ámbar from a distance. He followed her into the hotel, but there he lost track of her.There were many hallways and staircases. Ámbar could have entered any room. The question was why she would want to enter a room that wasn't hers.Carson was about to give up when he noticed Ámbar's perfume lingering in the air. A faint fragrance could be sensed in the atmosphere. It was very subtle, but there was no doubt that it was the perfume he had gifted to his wife.Carson began to use his sense of smell as if he were a police dog tracking some kind of drug. In some hallways, the fragrance became very faint and difficult to track, so he had to guess the path his wife had taken.He continued like this until, for some strange reason, he arrived right at the room
Carson immediately stopped and stared at Ander with distrust."How did you return so quickly?" Carson asked Ander."Return? What do you mean?" Curtis asked, puzzled.Ander didn't respond. He just lowered his gaze and remained silent while standing there under the doorway."What did you do to Ander?" Curtis demanded, his attitude changing."I didn't do anything. We just went for a little walk as brothers," Carson replied expressionlessly."Agata and Campbell were involved too. I should have guessed from the beginning," Curtis said."I walked back. My shoes are filled with sand," Ander confessed, crestfallen. "When I got to the hotel, I could see Amber very upset asking for you, Carson. She's at the chalet," he informed.Carson moved his lips from side to side. He wasn't sure if he could trust Ander after what he had done against him."Didn't you hear?" Curtis said, indicating that Ander had given him the needed information. "Your wife is at the chalet. So, I ask you to leave my room im