Chapter 1836


    Following the young man, Elektra got in the car, and it sped off to a cruise terminal where yachts and


    cruise ships from around the world were docked. It was a yground for the rich.


    She followed him onto a luxurious cruise ship from Hawen.


    The salty sea breeze blowing from the port jolted Elektra into alertness, swiftly clearing the fogginess of


    her mind.


    “Is your employer from Hawen?” she asked.


    “Yes, Ms. Lane, don''t worry. The whole cruise ship has been reserved, and there is no one else on


    board,” the young man reassured her.


    With the presence of stern bodyguards nking her on both sides since boarding the ship, Elektra felt


    that she had no reason to feel apprehensive anymore. It was apparent that the individual who had


    extended the invitation was affluent and influential.


    Shortly after, she was escorted to a reception area, where a waiter respectfully poured her a ss of


    red wine. The waiter meticulously opened the bottle, swirled it, and carefully poured the wine into a tall


    ss while politely saying, “Miss, please enjoy!” in Ustranasion.


    Elektra lifted the tall ss and took a sip. She could tell the red wine was of high quality.


    While scanning the room, Elektra''s attention was drawn to a poised and elegant figure making her way


    toward the reception area.


    As Elektra gazed upon the striking face that looked perfect from all angles, she immediately recognized


    that the face had undergone surgical enhancement, which was not umon in Hawen.


    Although such a face was impable, it had one critical w. The hospital employed identical


    proportions, resulting in many individuals having nearly identical faces.


    Fortunately, this woman possessed her own distinctive oval-shaped face, setting her apart from the sea


    of other women with rounded faces.


    Elektra gazed at the young woman before her with a mixture of curiosity and intrigue.


    The woman appeared to be young and around the same age as her, but she couldn''t recall having any


    friends from Hawen.


    As the woman reached for a tall ss and shed a mature and alluring smile, even Elektra couldn''t


    help but acknowledge that she exuded an almost wless perfection and a sultry aura that could entice


    any man to take a second look at her.


    “Hello, and who might you be?” Elektra was still trying to figure out if the woman was from Hawen.


    The woman raised her ss and clinked it gently with Elektra''s with a yful glint in her eyes.


    “My name is Christina Patel! Hello, Ms. Lane,” Christina said lightly, downing the wine in one gulp


    without even savoring it.


    Elektra was taken aback for a moment as she didn''t recognize this name.


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    “Hello, Ms. Patel. Do we know each other?” Thisst name was undoubtedly Hawenese.


    However, this fluent Chanaean ent was notmon for a Hawenese to possess.


    Aplex look flooded Christina''s eyes as she looked at Elektra and nodded firmly. “Elektra, we do


    know each other.”


    Since the other woman even knew her own name, Elektra''s puzzlement and wariness increased.


    “Who are you? Why did you go through so much trouble to track me down? Do you have any


    association with Roxanne?” Elektra''s mind raced as she attempted to grasp the situation.


    “Don''t be nervous! I didn''te here with any malicious intent. In fact, I came here today because I


    wish to coborate with you. If you think carefully, I''m sure you''ll recognize who I am!” Christina


    reassured her, setting down her wine ss. The waiter promptly approached and refilled it.


    She picked up the ss again, her eyes full of interest as she looked at Elektra.


    Suddenly, a thought struck Elektra.


    “Are you... Aubree Pearson?” she eximed in puzzlement.