Demon Hunter and His Cabin
Chapter 292 - Chapter 292 Chapter 292 Comfortable or Not

Chapter 292: Chapter 292: Comfortable or Not Chapter 292: Chapter 292: Comfortable or Not Roger thought for a moment; he remembered that this young man seemed to be called Famke, one of the rich second-generation kids he had rescued last time on Lighthouse Island.

Indeed, a handsome young man, who had appeared quite modest at that time, but now, when facing Kant and the others, that innate arrogance was plastered all over his face.

Not only were the sailors who had carried out the rescue verbally berated, but Kant and the rest also had very unpleasant expressions.

Kant tried to speak up and explain several times, but Famke didn’t give him the chance at all.

Roger remembered that he had briefly learned about these young people’s backgrounds when he first met them; none of them were from Armenia, they were only here for some fun.

If this young man was here, that meant…

Indeed, a cry of surprise came from not far away.

“Roger?”

“How come you’re here?”

Looking at the jubilant figure, Roger helplessly shrugged his shoulders, “That’s exactly what I want to ask you.”

“I’m here because…”

“Mira!”

Famke called out sharply to interrupt Mira, and his arrogance seemed to subside a little in the face of Roger.

These guys, when they were rescued back then, they had behaved quite politely, but after the incident had passed…

“Mr. Roger.”

Famke, noticing that Roger was acquainted with Kant and his company and with Mira standing by the side, wasn’t in a good position to say more.

“Leave it at that, don’t let them up.”

Famke called over the person in charge standing aside and instructed him briefly; he didn’t make an effort to lower his voice, so naturally, Kant and the others heard the conversation.

It was an uncomfortable feeling; even though they were taken in by Famke’s ship, this palpable discrimination and the undisguised sense of rejection still made it hard for Kant and his company to feel happy.

“Mr. Roger, I didn’t expect to meet you here, you really are a loyal adventurer, this must be the second time, isn’t it?”

Famke seemed to imply something.

Roger had saved all of them, but not long ago they had arguably saved Roger once too, and now this time as well.

Famke vaguely felt that, at least mentally, he should be considered the savior.

“Thank you for your help.”

Roger was quite calm about it; although the guy’s attitude was hard to like, he was still somewhat acceptable.

Roger didn’t want to argue with him too much.

“Mira, lunch is about to start, let’s go up.”

Famke seemed eager to get Mira away, but upon hearing his words, Mira casually waved her hand in disregard,

“You guys go ahead, I’ll stay here with Roger.”

Famke’s face turned red, “We still have matters to discuss.”

While saying this he turned his head to look at Roger, “I’m sorry, Mr. Roger, it’s not that I don’t want to invite you, but in addition to the few of us, there are several other friends upstairs.”

“They don’t want their pleasant journey to be disturbed by strangers, and besides, there’s limited room upstairs, I really can’t arrange any other accommodations for you.”

“Sorry for the inconvenience.”

Famke maintained the smile on his face.

At this moment, he was extremely relieved that he had filled all the luxury rooms on the upper deck of the cruise ship when extending the invite.

“It’s okay.”

Before Roger could respond, Mira quickly spoke up, stepping forward to hook her arm in Roger’s, so enthusiastic that her chest pressed against him.

Mira lifted her head to look at Famke.

“He can stay with me!”

Famke’s face went flush; everyone was an adult and he clearly understood the rich implications behind Mira’s words.

Thinking that all his attentiveness had not won favor, while this man in front of him…

Famke’s eyes nearly burst into flames; he looked at Roger with envy, but found himself unable to utter a word.

What’s so good about this man?

Even if he can kill a shark, that’s just brute strength after all.

Even if one is physically strong… well, good physical strength is indeed very important for a man.

As if possessed by the spirit of a lemon, Famke could see the determination on Mira’s face and had no choice but to nod helplessly, striving to maintain an appearance of grace as he turned and left.

“Sister, you’re hopeless,”

At the back of the crowd, Katie poked her sister Maggie.

Katie seemed oblivious to the gloom on Maggie’s face, sizing up her sister from head to toe while remarking,

“Tsk, tsk, to lose so thoroughly is no easy feat.”

Before leaving, Roger approached Kant, “Sorry, I couldn’t secure a spot for you up there.”

“The one who should be sorry is me.”

“After all, it was I who handcuffed you to the bed.”

A common phrase, yet it drew Mira’s sidelong glance.

“From your perspective, that’s understandable; at least we both survived,”

Roger didn’t mind, he patted Kant’s shoulder, “Having been through such an ordeal, it seems best you stay away from the sea.”

The same name, different experiences, these two Kants both had an inextricable bond with the sea.

At that moment, Roger suddenly remembered something, he stepped closer and whispered, “Also, if you ever meet a woman named Ivy in life, remember to stay far away from her.”

Leaving behind a baffling remark, Roger and Mira turned and walked away.

“Ivy?”

Kant had just come to his senses when he saw his wife Holly’s puzzled eyes.

“Who is Ivy?!”

“I don’t know either,” Kant replied with a blank face.

Holly didn’t say anything on the surface, but the memory of Kant’s rejection that night resurfaced in her mind.

What Roger did not know was that his casual jest had inadvertently aroused Holly’s suspicion.

“There was absolutely no need for you to miss this lunch on my account.”

“Good heavens, to be honest, even if you hadn’t come, I wouldn’t have wanted to mingle with them either.”

“If it weren’t for family reasons, I’d rather be alone.”

“Those Famke folks, I don’t know where they got a box from, a bunch of people gathered around it all day studying.”

“They even said there would be a grand plan on this sea voyage…”

Mira led the way upfront, with Roger following behind. The cruise ship’s upper and lower decks had completely different design styles.

Lavishly decorated, with exquisitely chosen furnishings, even Roger, who didn’t care much for such news, could tell the cruise ship under his feet was worth a fortune.

As they walked, Roger became curious, “Shouldn’t we go to eat first?”

Mira turned around with a seductive smile, “My room is very spacious, we can eat there all the same.”

“Quiet, with no disturbances.”

Roger really wanted to say that he was still wounded, but the words died in his throat, swallowed on impulse.

Rejecting a lady’s invitation would be seen as despicable.

Meanwhile, a deeply irritated Famke also arrived at the dining room. The banquet had not yet begun, and a group of people sat around.

Every one of them was attractive, and several had been rescued by Roger from the island.

“Isn’t Mira coming with you?”

A light laughter echoed from the crowd.

Everyone could see Famke’s pursuit of Mira, with both families’ businesses having interactions for a long time.

“She’s feeling a bit under the weather.”

Famke responded in a muffled voice, but then he felt an inexplicable pain in his chest.

Was Mira really feeling unwell at this moment?

Famke didn’t even dare to imagine what was happening in that room.

The luncheon soon started, with various delicacies served on the table, creating a very cheerful atmosphere, except for Famke who was somewhat downhearted.

After the lunch, everyone dispersed to do their own activities, and a few exchanged glances before heading to a room on the third floor.