Chapter 1620 My Only Fear Is Your Rejection

• At eight in the evening in Loang and just past four in the afternoon at the Epean Ocean, a cruiser, flying the vibrant red banner of Loang, sailed steadily through the waters.
• Valerie stood at the bow, facing the sea breeze, her gaze fixed on the darkening sky ahead. The waves were growing larger. “A storm's coming,” she remarked, her voice steady.
• Behind her, Ophelia spoke up. “Should we find shelter and wait for the storm to pass before continuing on our journey?”