Cold Husband Burning Regret: The Divorce He Couldn't Handle novel Chapter 457

Seeing the room descend into chaos, Winston yelled, “Everyone, stay calm—!”

But his words were lost in the pandemonium.

As a countdown timer appeared on the screen, the primal fear of death shattered any semblance of civility. People surged toward the exits, only to find the grand hall’s doors locked from the outside.

They were trapped. The security guards who had been posted outside were gone.

Judd and a few crew members emerged from the lower deck into the pandemonium. He quickly made his way to Charlotte and Evander. “There’s only one lifeboat left,” he reported grimly. “The others have been taken. They must have snuck away while we were all gathered in the hall.”

Winston overheard and his face went pale. “Only one? How many people can it hold?”

“About a dozen,” Judd said, his eyes fixed on the countdown timer on the screen. “I don’t think we have enough time.”

“He’s right. Even if we tried to swim, we’d never make it to shore, especially with the elderly and children here. The incident from all those years ago, you—”

He turned to consult with his colleague, but the man was gone.

“Where did he go?”

“The lifeboat,” Evander said, his gaze fixed on the one door that remained open.

Charlotte’s eyes widened. “They’re abandoning us?”

“That bastard, Hugh Gore! Is he insane?” Winston roared, about to order someone to stop him, but it was too late.

Someone who had smashed a window shouted, “There’s a boat! Someone’s leaving!”

“He left us behind!”

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