Storm At Sea, Lost Contact

"Manny, don't you know how to steer a yacht?"

Manny was still wiping her tears. She looked at Chen Zhao with resentment. She knew that Chen Zhao was scaring her, but she'd really had a fright earlier.

"Idiot, you can't even do these simple things."

"If you keep yapping, I'm gonna toss you into the sea."

"If you keep threatening me, I'll tell the cops when we land that you tried raping me."

"You better bribe the hospital for injury verification first."

Manny glared at Chen Zhao and came to the steering position.

"Huh? How come you can't turn off autopilot?" Mannie tried turning it off but failed. "Did you mess up the system? How come you can't turn it off?"

"Pfft…seems like you aren't any smarter than me," Chen Zhao mocked.

The automatic screen seemed to have been disturbed. It kept flashing erratically. Chen Zhao suddenly had a bad feeling. "Manny, go to the bedroom and don't come out."

"What's wrong?"