?<strong>Chapter 295:</strong>


    With a crash, the car toppled into the ocean. The sea was dangerous, yet it offered a faint hope for survival. Joelle pulled out a knife she had on her and sliced through the ropes binding Adrian’s wrists. The ocean was incredibly deep and offered no support. Adrian held his breath and watched as Joelle swam over to free his feet from the ropes. Aplishing these two tasks had nearly drained all her energy.


    As Joelle breathed, Adrian instinctively held her close and shared his air with her without overthinking. Their slim chance to survive hung on these critical moments. Neither wished to meet their end. Joelle gripped Adrian’s clothing tightly. Was this a kiss? Joelle didn’t think so, and Adrian agreed. They exchanged nces, each reflecting a fierce will to live. But then, Adrian closed his eyes. This sent a wave of fear through Joelle.


    From afar, Gina observed the scene on the sea through her binocrs. Even if they didn’t perish from the fall, with one drugged and the other unconscious and bound, they were doomed to sumb eventually. She believed her n had worked and that she had sessfully framed Katie for the murder. Now, no one could block her path.


    Just as Gina was about to ry her sess to Jonathan, a loud ssh erupted from the water. Adrian and Joelle had miraculously survived. Adrian supported the exhausted Joelle by her waist. Before Gina could scrutinize them further, a stern voice halted her. “Hands up!”


    Reacting instinctively, Gina raised her hands, causing her phone to tter onto the deck. She turned to find police officers aiming their guns at her. “Gina Robles, we’re arresting you on multiple charges, including theft and murder.”


    “No!” Gina stepped back in rm. There was nothing but sunlight and the sea. She had nowhere to run.


    From the corner of her eye, she noticed a lifeboat pull up next to Joelle and Adrian. Rescue workers helped Joelle aboard while Adrian remained in the water, holding her up. “You can’t do this to me! Do you know who I work for?” The officers stayed firm. “You can tell us everything at the station.”


    Hidden in the shadows, Katie nervously watched as they escorted Gina off the yacht. She shifted her gaze and saw that Adrian and Joelle were safe from the sea. The n had copsed. Her immediate thought was to flee. However, Can and other officers were already behind her. With a mocking smile, Can gently tapped Katie on the shoulder.


    Katie was so overwhelmed by the situation that she didn’t notice his gesture. “Ahem.” The subtle cough from Can sent chills through Katie. She spun around, shaking, to see Can giving her a disdainful look before turning his eyes away. “‘Sir, this woman and her mother have been conning people under Mr. Miller’s name. They’ve swindled people out of hundreds of millions.”


    Katie’s face drained of color, and she frantically denied the allegations. “I didn’t! I didn’t!”


    “You didn’t? Do you know Tristan Watts?” Katie was left speechless. “We have a report from Tristan iming you defrauded him. Your guilt isn’t for you to decide. Pleasee with us to aid in our investigation. And regarding Adrian Miller and Joelle Watson’s plunge into the sea? You’ve been attempting to murder them!”


    Katie had never faced such grave usations. It was at this moment she realized how deeply Gina had manipted her. When the handcuffs were ced around her wrists, Katie walked past Can with a heavy heart. She paused and asked, “Did Adrian never trust me from the start?”


    Can sneered to himself but remained silent. Initially, Adrian had been willing to give Katie and her mother a second chance. However, Katie had squandered it herself. Quincy and his family had been defeatedpletely.


    Not too far off, Joelle sat on a chair, soaking wet. The rescue team brought over two towels, which Adrian ced around Joelle. At this moment, Joelle did not resist. She knew all too well the chilling bite of the sea. Even after being saved, her body continued to tremble from the cold. This ordeal had been perilously close. Another minute in those icy waters might have been fatal. The life-saving breath Adrian had given her was crucial.


    Under the sun, its warm rays slowly began to revive her. She gazed at Adrian, who was drenched, his hair over his brow and pale skin emitting a chill. He looked into the distance, his eyes always seeming to hold untold tales. Joelle used to wonder what visions those eyes beheld. Now, she was still unsure. Was he watching the sea or the sky? “Thank you.”


    Adrian turned to her. “Are you still cold?”


    “Not anymore.” Joelle offered him a rtively dry towel. “You should dry off as well. Make sure you stay warm.”


    “I’m fine. Just take care of yourself.”


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