Cold Husband Burning Regret: The Divorce He Couldn't Handle novel Chapter 458

“Yes, that must be it! There has to be a jammer on board! Let’s find it!” The suggestion ignited a spark of hope in the crowd. Given a sliver of a chance, they weren’t going to give up.

Evander looked at her. “Your little brain is still sharp, I see.”

She shot him a glare. How could he joke at a time like this? Ignoring him, she joined the others in the frantic search.

Judd, about to turn away, paused and looked at Evander. “Mr. Howard, you don’t seem particularly worried about getting out of this.”

“And you, Mr. Carstairs, are remarkably calm yourself, aren’t you?”

Judd didn’t deny it.

Fifteen minutes later, the search party returned with only ten life jackets and six flotation rings—not nearly enough for everyone. But their efforts weren’t in vain; they had found the signal jammer. Just as someone was about to smash it, Evander shouted, “Wait—!”

But he was too late.

The moment the device shattered on the floor, an eerie silence fell. Then, the countdown on the screen began to accelerate, the beeping turning into a frantic, piercing shriek.

The faces in the crowd turned ashen. All pretense of civility vanished as people lunged for the few life preservers. The sounds of children screaming, adults shouting, and the relentless ticking of the clock created a horrifying tableau.

The darkness of human nature was on full display.

Charlotte stood frozen. She had thought that destroying the jammer would be their salvation, but she had been terribly wrong.

Was this her fault? Had she doomed them all?

A roaring filled her ears, and the world seemed to slow down. Someone grabbed her, pulling her toward the exit. Her body was limp, her mind unable to register who it was. All she knew was that he was shielding her, desperately trying to protect her.

Suddenly, a massive crystal chandelier tore loose from the ceiling.

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