"Your Grace, look!" Six salvagers, working in pairs, carried eleven large chests onto her yacht in batches.
The yacht was painted light blue, with her eight-pointed star emblem on its side. It was 150 meters long and three decks high, with twenty-five guest cabins and thirty crew quarters, capable of accommodating thirty guests and fifty crew members.
Besides lounges, it had all kinds of recreational facilities: a gym, swimming pool, restaurant, sauna, and more.
The yacht could even dock a private helicopter and was equipped with lifeboats, rubber rafts, a submarine, and other equipment.
Once the salvage was complete, Daisy was the first to take the elevator down from the top deck to the lower deck.
She was dressed rather conservatively in a simple white shirt, beach shorts, and slippers, her hair tied up plainly.
The other women were dressed far more dazzlingly. Crystal's bikini was the most eye-catching of all. Her flawless white skin paired with the revealing swimsuit made people unable to resist looking twice. Daisy's gaze lingered on Crystal's navel and thighs for several seconds, but considering that she was her younger brother's wife, she did not keep looking.
Crystal's especially delicate, vulnerable expression, paired with that outfit, was incredibly seductive to ordinary people. This woman was simply too bewitching.
When she turned and saw Rachel, she found that Little Phoenix had a great figure as well, curvy in all the right places and somewhat resembling Jean. Her fiery red swimsuit seemed to proclaim its owner's passion and vitality. Someone coughed twice and did not look any longer...
Wanda had a blanket draped over herself. Lorna had always lacked confidence in her figure, so she was dressed much like Daisy this time. Other than showing off her long legs in shorts, she was wrapped up tightly everywhere