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Kimberly looked for him in his room, but he wasn’t there. Kimberly then went straight to the helmsman and asked where he is.
“There,” he pointed at the very back of the yacht. “He was here just now, but someone called him so he went in that direction.”
“Someone called?” Kimberly frowned. “Who?”
The helmsman shrugged his shoulders and thought. “I’m not really sure. But maybe his mother? He said Gabriella---but maybe someone whose name is the same as his mother's. Haha!”
Kimberly thanked him and went in the direction where Vincent apparently went through. Sure enough, she saw him.
Vincent was on his phone, and even with the distance between them, she can hear his voice.
Vincent was yelling.
He’s mad.
Kimberly hid.
She got startled after that. ‘Why am I hiding?’
Kimberly tried giving her behavior a justification.
‘I just don’t want to bother him.’
‘He should have his own privacy.’
‘Why am I here then if I want to give him privacy?’