Later, Summer Sutton spent the entire day on the cruise ship.
In the evening, the cruise ship host invited many people, mostly Europeans.
As an important guest, Manuel Ink engaged in conversation with the host from the start of the party.
Summer Sutton, with nothing to do, went out to the corridor alone to feel the breeze.
The night at sea was quite windy.
As soon as Summer Sutton reached the railing, the veil on her face was blown away, fluttering far off into the distance.
She turned around to chase after it and happened to pass by a European man in the corridor.
He glanced in her direction, staring at her face for quite a while, and then said something in French to her.
Summer Sutton had difficulty understanding English, let alone French.
Whatever he said, she couldn't make out a single word.
However, from his eyes, she sensed malice.
From the other end of the corridor, Manuel Ink approached slowly.
