He didn't like seeing other men standing next to her. A shot of her alone was much better. He buzzed for Sean.
"You wanted to see me, sir?" Sean said, entering the office. He was still dealing with the online fallout from the livestream. Joanna was still waiting downstairs for Sebastian, just like Natalie used to do. How the tables have turned, Sean thought, feeling an urge to shout, "Karma's a bitch!"
Sebastian's face was impassive. "Find me a diving instructor."
Sean blinked. "Sir, do you have time to go diving?"
"I have two hours on the weekends. From now on, I'll be learning on Saturdays and Sundays."
Sean's mouth twitched. Why the sudden interest in diving? He wondered if the man's chronic leg pain could even handle the cold water. "Of course, sir. I'll get right on it."
After Sean left, Sebastian continued to stare at Natalie's post. She didn't share on Facebook often before, but she did occasionally now that she'd left him. He knew that in a few hours, she'd post again to show off her catch for the day. He suppressed his restless energy and tried to focus on his work.
Nine meters down, the visibility was only average, but Natalie quickly spotted a lobster den. She was an expert at catching them barehanded. Her training before the age of sixteen had taken place on a small island, and her diving skills were excellent, thanks to Owen. She'd been diving on her own since she was ten, free-diving with sperm whales—an unparalleled, sublime experience. In no time, she had caught three large lobsters. Seeing them in her net, her eyes sparkled. After catching the lobsters, she spotted two spider conches. They were heavy, so she brought her haul back to the shore.

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