After all, Shirley was on Braden's payroll temporarily. Therefore, she started to do her job and pick up shells.
Braden, on the other hand, put his hands in his pockets and followed Shirley, keeping a proper distance from her. He looked like a father silently protecting his child, who was enjoying herself.
The sea breeze was blowing gently. On the broad golden beach, shallow and deep footprints of the two were left, and their shadows overlapped. The scene was beautiful and romantic, and time passed quietly.
"Gosh! I found one!"
Shirley shouted excitedly after digging behind a reef for a while.
Braden raised his eyebrows slightly and thought, such things do exist for real?
He was a very materialistic, rational man who didn't believe in any sort of legend.