"Miss, spreading rumors is illegal. Do you think my wife will believe your baseless, one-sided story?"
These words completely broke the woman's spirit. She never imagined that this man could be so shameless, turning his back on her even though he had done it himself.
"Let me put it this way, the casino's security cameras have already captured the entire scene of you touching my butt. The evidence is irrefutable, so how can you deny it?"
"It was Collard who touched you, what does what he did have to do with me Draco?" Draco's smile remained unchanged.
The woman was stunned. Looking at Draco, who was denying everything, she was so angry that her chest heaved violently and her fingers trembled slightly.
She never imagined that Draco could use this "golden cicada shedding its shell" trick to its fullest extent, shifting all the blame onto a non-existent person; his ability to distort the truth was truly first-rate.
"Do you think your wife is stupid? Can't she see it, Ding?" After a long silence, the woman finally managed to utter a sentence.
"Alright." Draco's smile faded slightly. "Miss Trillian, what exactly do you want?"
The moment Trillian heard Draco call out her name accurately, she froze, a look of surprise flashing in her eyes.
"How do you know my name?" Trillian's expression cracked when she heard Draco call her name.
"Do you want to know?" Draco teased her, his hands still resting on the railing, the sea breeze blowing his blond hair across his forehead.
"Get this straight, I've got your weakness in my hands." Suppressing her surprise and suspicion, Trillian tried to regain control of the situation.
"Then if I tell you, will you let me go?"
"No," Trillian said firmly, "But you must tell me how you know my name is Trillian."
"You're being unreasonable!"
"When have you ever seen a woman be reasonable?" Trillian sneered, her smile appearing somewhat eerie in the night.
Draco was speechless for a moment, then agreed:
You're right.
Seeing that he stopped rambling, a sharp look flashed across Trillian's face as she steered the conversation back on track, asking, "Don't change the subject. How did you know my name is Trillian?"
"I saw it in the newspaper," Draco replied casually. "It was in a report about theft, and it mentioned a female thief with rather unique methods, so I naturally remembered her."
The moment the words left her lips, Trillian shuddered violently, her face showing astonishment, and her heart churning with turmoil.
The fact that news about me was published in the cruise ship's newspapers means that the people on board knew everything about me, and might even have been entrapping me from the very beginning? Even worse, could the captain track my movements at any time and expose and arrest me at any moment?
If she hadn't run into Draco and caused all this trouble, she would have already infiltrated the cruise ship's vault, and might have been caught. So, in a way, she should be thanking this man?
The thought had barely crossed her mind when she immediately frowned and rejected it. No, the person in front of her was clearly a treacherous, frivolous, and despicable fellow, utterly unworthy of any gratitude.
"I need you to help me disguise myself and give me the ' Star of the Ocean '," Trillian changed her strategy and made her request.
"Disguise is fine, but the Star of the Ocean is out of the question; it belongs to my wife." Draco refused the latter request.
"If you don't agree, I'll tell your wife that you touched my butt," Trillian threatened.
"Even if you tell her, it won't make a difference," Draco smiled calmly. "First, she won't believe your nonsense; second, even if she does, my wife and I will just have a fight at most."
"Then I'll exaggerate and tell her that you've had feelings for me for a long time and that you've had an intimate relationship with me in private." Trillian added even more vicious and cruel words.
"Haha!" Draco burst out laughing this time. "This kind of baseless lie is utter nonsense."
As he spoke, his smile vanished, his eyes turned icy, and he said in a warning tone, "Making too many demands is no good. Be careful, or I might rape and then kill you."
Instead of showing any fear, Trillian was provoked and retorted coldly, "You're welcome to try."
As she spoke, Trillian suddenly shifted her stance, planted her feet firmly on the deck, clenched her fists, and assumed a fighting posture.
"Oh dear, are you angry?" Draco cracked his wrists, his knuckles making a slight popping sound, then twisted his neck from side to side, making another cracking sound. "I was just looking for someone to stretch my muscles with, so I'm not going to be polite with this sparring partner who's offered up."
After saying that, he moved!
As Draco activated his abilities, Trillian launched her attack first, targeting Draco's face and groin.
But Draco moved with effortless ease, always managing to dodge the blows with the slightest distance, his fists grazing past Draco's clothes.
"Quite strong, but a bit off-target," Draco commented, dodging the attack and then flicking his arm, causing waves to rise and fall on the sea.
"Oh, my hand slipped. But the elasticity is alright, isn't it?" Draco looked at his hand and flashed an even more smug smile.
Trillian's face flushed red, and her attacks became even more frantic, but her anger caused her to lose some of her composure. Draco moved around her like a ghost, easily deflecting her storm of attacks.
As Trillian missed a high side kick and her body tilted due to inertia, Draco slid close, brushing past her body. "Your core isn't engaged, your leg went too high, and your lower body is weak... Looks like no one taught you the basics?"
As he spoke, he casually ran his hand across her firm lower abdomen.
Enraged, Trillian abandoned some of her defense and charged forward with a roar, attempting to fight to the death. Draco executed a skillful tripping maneuver, deflecting her fist and simultaneously pushing her from behind. Trillian cried out in surprise and fell forward, but Draco caught her by the waist in time, preventing her from falling completely.
"Tsk, so careless?" Draco, with her half-encircled in his arms, raised his free right hand high.
"Smack!" A slap landed on her firm buttocks.
"This is punishment for your lack of manners," Draco warned in her ear. "Next time you act recklessly, it won't be just once."
" Draco! I'm going to kill you!!!" Trillian, humiliated throughout, went mad; this was beyond the bounds of combat.
Her reason crumbled, and she drew a dagger from her waist, holding nothing back, and plunged it straight into Draco's heart!
Faced with this attack, Draco sidestepped, his movements so fast they were just a blur. He grabbed her wrist holding the knife with his left hand, twisted and pushed it, while his right hand skillfully parried her other hand.
After pinning Trillian firmly against the railing, Draco pressed the back of his knife against her humiliated cheek and asked, "Now you believe I have the ability to rape and then kill you, right?"