Zoey and Nikolai headed to the lowest deck of the yacht. Unlike others who had to pass through the guards in tux, passing the cards they received from earlier, the two used the other door.
With just one glance, they recognized Nikolai and let them through without a question. Zoey glanced at Nikolai, her heart pounding even faster and louder, as if she was entering hell.
As expected from this luxury yacht, there was another lobby as they entered. Unlike the party above, this lobby was way more spacious. Only a selected few were inside, all heading in the same direction.
Zoey discreetly moved her gaze, hoping she could spot Matthew but to no avail. Every individual looked powerful and influential, but Zoey could instantly tell Matthew was not one of them.
"We're here, sweetheart." Nikolai leaned to her and whispered, patting her hand that was hooked on his arm.
"Hmm." Zoey snapped, nodding her head as she gazed at him.
