Chapter 925 Might Want to Kill Violet Now
The black night stretched out under the cold moonlight.
Miles dragged Violet into the water, and she sank quickly from the force of the fall.
Once they reached a certain depth, she fought to free herself from his grip and swim to the surface.
Both of them were strong swimmers.
They weren't afraid of drowning.
But this was the first time Miles had been outsmarted like this, nearly sinking to the bottom of the sea, and his anger flared up.
He knew he could hold his breath underwater for up to five minutes.
But Violet couldn't.
He wanted to teach her a lesson for crossing him.
So when Violet struggled to break free from Miles's grasp, he held on tighter, preventing her from swimming up.
With this tug-of-war, Violet's strength began to wane.
Although she was a good swimmer, she wasn't at the level of a professional diver, so after just a few seconds of struggling, she was already running out of breath.
Especially in the dark depths of the sea, with the faint light, she could see the anger burning in Miles.
He was truly angry.
But Violet didn't care. They were both in this unknown, uncontrollable sea, and it was uncertain who would die first.
Besides, she was sure he was just angry and didn't want to die.
So she stopped struggling, needing to conserve her energy.
She couldn't just die in this sea.
She had to live to see Brady and her three adorable kids again.
When Violet stopped struggling, Miles noticed. He glared at her through the water, suspicious and cautious, wondering if she was up to another trick.
He had been too careless before.
He had always thought Brady's wife was just a pretty but useless person.
But he had underestimated her.
She was smart and brave.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have almost tricked him.
Miles stared at Violet through the flowing water, and Violet stared back at him.
They silently confronted each other in the sea.
Seeing who would lose patience first and return to the surface.
Meanwhile, on the speedboat above, from the moment Miles pulled Violet into the water, Julie had been crying in fear, clinging to the edge of the boat and shouting into the calm, undisturbed sea, "Violet, where are you?"
"Violet, don't scare me."
"Violet!"
Julie called out several times, her voice nearly breaking, but the water remained calm.
Seeing no response, Julie feared something had happened to Violet and was about to jump in to save her.
But as she stood up to jump, a subordinate grabbed her, saying coldly, "This isn't your business. Stay put."
"They both fell in. I have to save them," Julie insisted, struggling to jump into the water.
The subordinate, growing impatient, said roughly, "They'll be fine."
Miles' swimming skills were unmatched in the organization.
Miles falling into the water was no big deal.
The subordinate knew this well.
As for why they hadn't come up yet, the subordinate guessed it was because of Violet.
Maybe Miles was teaching that ungrateful Violet a lesson underwater!
"Don't lie to me! They've been down there too long," Julie didn't believe him. These people wanted to kill her.
They might be trying to kill Violet now, too!