What Separates Me and You
Chapter 312 You're All I Need

Kiran looked at him in disagreement. "Why are you so impatient?"

Draco smacked his lips and picked up the cigar on the table. Crossing his legs, he asked, "Then what shall I do with all the time on our hands?"

Kiran kept quiet and decided to ignore him.

Draco sensed Kiran's dissatisfaction, so he ceased insisting on having that mute being brought before him. After all, it wouldn't do them any good if his actions compromised their mission.

He knew his priorities when it came to having to choose between one billion dollars and a woman. He could own numerous mutes like Josephine if he had one billion dollars. Draco puffed on his cigar. He felt very edgy. Abruptly, he rose and went downstairs.

Kiran showed him Lewis' photo earlier. He could recognize Lewis, but Lewis wouldn't know him. He thought now was a good time to meet the man worth one billion dollars. Draco went to one of the gambling tables and groped the gorgeous dealer beside him. Then, he swiped a gun from beneath the table and put it into his pocket. He exited the cabin.

Lewis was currently on the second floor, which comprised rows of rooms with closed doors. It was unlikely that he could search them one by one.

It was in the middle of the night, but the ship was still as bright as day. Faint, merry noises reached his ears from all directions.

He went up to the deck and leaned against the railing, lighting a cigarette as he looked at the sea.

Men and women wandered about the deck.

Nearby, three women kept ogling at Lewis, their expressions befitting of the word "perverse," which no one would have thought of to suit women so well.

Wearing a black trench coat, Lewis was camouflaged well against the inky night under the dim lighting. His head was slightly tilted, displaying his perfect jawline. His fingers on the railing were slender and pretty, sparking imaginations in those who saw them.

The women nudged each other as they approached him, taking mincing steps.

"Hi there, handsome. Are you alone?" The woman who spoke wore a red dress, the brilliant red dazzling against the cooling night. Although it was freezing on the sea, she chose to wear only a cardigan over it. Lewis turned when he heard her speak.

The woman immediately straightened up and puffed out her busty chest. She lifted her hand, and a room card was between her fingers.

She moved the card slowly across Lewis' chest. "How mundane you must be to be alone when the night is still young. Are you interested in joining us for a game?" As she spoke, her companions' lips curled into meaningful smiles.

Lewis looked down at the card on his chest. Then, he looked back at the woman.

She lifted an eyebrow and gave him a seductive smile. "Don't worry. We'll go our separate ways when the night is over."

When she finished speaking, she heard the man laugh. He took the card away from her and used it to tilt her chin upward, his voice deep and sexy as he said, "How passionate. It will be very ungrateful of me I reject you, won't it?"

The woman couldn't help but swallow when she saw the smile in his eyes and heard his alluring voice.

She raised her hand and held Lewis', reaching for the card. "We shall be waiting, handsome."

At that, she took the card from Lewis and inserted it into his pocket with a wink.

After that, the women left hand in hand, whispering amongst themselves.

Lewis could still hear their giggles after they had walked out a great distance. Lewis pulled out the room card, the smile on his lips turning cold.

In the darkness not far off, Draco leaned against the wall and took all this in.

He clicked his tongue. This guy had a stroke of luck with women. He wondered for an instance if Lewis was here to entertain himself or search for a missing person.

Holding the room card, Lewis entered the cabin.

The women were in room 218. Lewis came to the door to replace it open, and a woman in a green dress was leaning against it. When she saw him, a smile bloomed on her face.

"Hey there. You're impatient, aren't you? We haven't even finished bathing." Smiling, she placed her arm on Lewis' shoulder. She slid it down and caught hold of his collar, tugging him into the room. Lewis followed her inside. He heard the splash of water and women's giggles from the bathroom.

The woman gazed at his face in a daze. He looked more enticing when the light shone on him.

His features were well-defined and exuded coldness. Though smiling, his eyes glinted menacingly. The first impression he left on others would be that he wasn't easy to deal with.

But that was what the women were looking for, exactly. They wouldn't be interested in him if he were just another average man.

Lewis waltzed into the room. Grabbing the woman's wrist, he tore her hand from his collar and hurled her onto the sofa.

The woman was slightly dizzy from that, but the next second, she beamed seductively at Lewis again.

Her eyes lingered on Lewis sensually. "My sisters aren't done bathing yet. They'll be mad if you're too impatient."

Lewis bent over and caressed her cheeks. "You're all I need."

The woman was stunned. Immediately after, she was gleeful.

Could it be that this man was interested only in her? Indeed, she was the most captivating of the three.

Just as she allowed her imagination to run wild, Lewis suddenly grabbed her waist, pulled her up from the sofa, and turned her toward the room door. "Bang!" A muffled gunshot rang out.

The woman froze, and her eyes widened. She was still smiling as she fixed her eyes on the door.

A hunk with a scarred face was standing at the door, wisps of smoke emerging from the gun's muzzle in his hand.

Stiffly, she looked down and saw a massive bloody puncture on her chest where blood gushed out.

At the same time, her body sagged in Lewis' arms. She couldn't even utter another word.

Draco was stunned. He was also alarmed at his target's reaction speed. A split second slower, and that bullet would've penetrated Lewis' from the back.

When he eventually came to his senses to attempt a second shot, the two sisters in the bathroom came out in their bath robes. Looking at the body on the floor and the gun in Draco's hand, they let out two shattering shrieks, "Ah!"

Realizing that things weren't looking good for him, Draco aimed his gun at Lewis' head.

It was a no-brainer for him. He might as well kill Lewis now that it had turned out like this.

However, the next turn of events didn't play out as he expected. The moment his finger pulled the trigger, a pillow flew right at him. He swept it away, ready to attempt a second shot, only to realize Lewis was already right before him.

Lewis grasped his wrist and tried to snatch his gun. In a panic, Draco pulled the trigger and shot the cabin roof, which produced a loud sound. Lewis twisted his wrist. Although he was in pain, Draco was experienced enough to know what it meant if Lewis got his hands on the gun.

So, he hurled the gun aside a mere second before that and flung his free fist at Lewis' face.

Lewis could only dodge it. As the gun fell, Draco swung his leg and kicked it away.

He decided to fight Lewis without arms.

They exchanged several blows, engrossed in combat, when the two women dashed out, screaming, "We have a murderer!"