My Identities Were All Exposed After I Was Pampered by Everyone at My Grandfather's House! Chapter 364 - Chapter 364: Cruise Ship

Andy's next revelations to Qiao Yue mirrored what she had already absorbed at the Yin residence concerning Qiao Qing's demise at Austin's hands.

After absorbing this information, Qiao Yue inhaled deeply and questioned Andy, "So, what’s your strategy?"

"Austin murdered my father. Following that heinous act, he coerced both Oswald and me into his service, subjecting us to his brutal training," Andy confessed.

It appeared to be Austin's modus operandi to ensnare the offspring of his adversaries, subsequently molding them into devoted enforcers.

"So, it's all the same then," Qiao Yue quipped with a sneer.

"Not quite. The Godfather's affection for you transcends his regard for Oswald and me. He has essentially transferred the love he held for your mother onto you."

A shiver coursed through Qiao Yue.

Austin was undeniably a degenerate.

Frustrated in his pursuit of her mother, he had instead taken the daughter, raising her with the sinister hope of her eventually becoming his paramour.

"The thought is repulsive, isn't it, Qiao Yue? That’s precisely why we must eliminate him, together."

Andy regarded Qiao Yue with a smile.

For Qiao Yue, collaborating with Andy presented the most viable path forward.

Their combined efforts might indeed pose a threat to Austin.

"Your directive is to eliminate me, so feign compliance by bringing me to the Godfather. Once we are in position, we shall eradicate him. What do you say?"

"I anticipate your agreement," Andy affirmed, extending his hand for a handshake.

Four days subsequently, a luxurious vessel named Utopia embarked on its voyage from C-Country. Its journey was charted across the vast expanse of the C-Country's surrounding waters, traversing the Pacific Ocean en route to D-Country, with intermittent stops at various petite islands.

The cruise ship itself exuded opulence, boasting amenities such as a cinema, a swimming pool, and sumptuously appointed suites.

The centerpiece of its offerings was undoubtedly the ship's revolving buffet restaurant, a culinary haven presenting an eclectic array of global gastronomic delights.

The majority of the passengers aboard were dignitaries and high-profile individuals from numerous nations.

Qiao Yue, with her luggage in tow, proceeded towards the exclusive VIP suite situated on the uppermost deck – a lodging meticulously prepared by her godfather.

This particular suite diverged from the standard VIP offerings. Its furnishings were crafted from pale mahogany, and a delicate aroma of round leaf eucalyptus permeated the air.

This was Qiao Yue's favored fragrance.

The suite encompassed a bedroom and a lounge area, complete with an adjoining lavatory and bathing facility. Every detail had been meticulously arranged to align with Qiao Yue's personal preferences.

Such attention to detail was entirely characteristic of the Godfather's approach.

Despite Qiao Yue's presence on board being tied to a mission, the Godfather ensured that her surroundings were tailored to her comfort, fostering a sense of care even amidst her undertaking.

The realization only amplified Qiao Yue's revulsion; she had, for years, been entwined with the very individual responsible for her mother's demise.

A celebratory ball was scheduled aboard the ship that evening, presenting an ideal occasion to discreetly survey the assembled guests.

Both Andy and Qiao Yue harbored the conviction that the Godfather would likely grace the ship with his presence, eager to witness the unfolding confrontation between Qiao Yue and Andy, rather than passively awaiting news from afar in D-Country. He would doubtless wish to savor the fruits of his machinations.

Their strategy involved locating the Godfather on the ship and subsequently taking him captive, intending to transport him to D-Country where the Eugenes could bring him to justice.

Andy had, in essence, consolidated his control over the Eugene family. With the Godfather in their possession, his formidable organization was predicted to crumble.

Qiao Yue donned a sleek black cocktail dress, an attire she hadn't sported in what felt like an eternity. The material, a smooth black silk, artfully accentuated her flawless physique.

Concealer meticulously masked the scars adorning her skin. Viewed from a distance, her complexion appeared exquisitely fair and luminous, reminiscent of polished white jade.

During this intervening period, Qiao Yue's hair had also achieved considerable length. Adorning it with a crystal hairband, she then exited, clutching a black feathered fan.

The grand ball was being hosted in the illustrious Crystal Ballroom, located on the ship's uppermost deck, conveniently proximate to Qiao Yue's suite.

Even as she opened her door, the faint strains of music emanating from the ballroom could be discerned.

Taking a resolute breath, Qiao Yue made her way towards the Crystal Ballroom.

Upon pushing open the doors to the ballroom, she was met with the breathtaking spectacle of glittering crystal chandeliers and a plush floral carpet that carpeted the floor.

The ballroom exuded an aura of immense grandeur, and the assembled guests, circulating within, were attired in lavish ensembles.

The air was thick with an intoxicating perfume.

Qiao Yue entered with measured steps, her gaze meticulously scanning the individuals in her vicinity, searching for any sign of illicit activity.

As she passed by the elegantly constructed champagne tower, a figure concealed behind a mask drew her attention.

The man sported a distinctive fox mask and was dressed in an impeccably tailored black velvet suit. The eyes visible beneath the mask held an unnerving, icy quality.