Chapter 859: What Is Your Demand?
After several days, the rain finally stopped.
The door of the main bedroom was opened. Gabrielle combed her long black hair, and she wore heavy makeup to cover her pale face. She was so thin as if the wind could blow her away.
"Gabrielle." Hill has been waiting for her outside.
"You didn't find Jackson?"
Hill shook his head. It's been almost ten days, but there was still no progress. The area where Mr. Oliver had fallen into was complex, which was known as the sea of death. Although Hill would not admit, the result should not be optimistic.
"Gabrielle, it's windy there. You are pregnant. You can't go there."
Gabrielle shook her head. She was going there, and she was going to call Jackson back. Maybe he would really come back.
Hill had no way, so he had to follow her on the yacht. After the rain stopped, the wind and waves were still very strong. The waves seemed to swallow the yacht at any time.