The Baileys arrived at the pier where they spotted a large cruise docked nearby, and a lonely yet arrogant figure waited by the pier.

There was a glass with red wine in it in his hand, and a suave air permeated from him. He smirked as he watched the Baileys rush toward him, his face not yet revealed to them.

When Anthony spotted the man, he frowned.

This man was Charmine's kidnapper?

Just as suspicion crept into Anthony's mind, the man gradually turned over to show his face.

It was…

Charmine’s agent, Eric!?

Anthony’s elegant face contorted in fury as he growled, "It's you, huh?"

Eric sipped his wine aloofly and smirked at the Baileys. "How did it feel like in the past few days living in fear?"

Everyone was shocked to see this ruthless man.

Was he the one that sent them that series of threats? Was he not Charmine’s agent?

Susan pursed her lips and thought of something. She crossed her arms elegantly. "So it was you who sent out the threats in the past few days?"

Eric glare