In less than forty-five minutes, Massimo's metallic black Azimut Grande yacht pulled up to a small pier not far from the beachside house where Massimo and Gina occupied.
The faces of Christi Jorge and her girlfriend looked gloomy as they descended the super luxury yacht which they had only been on for about fifteen minutes.
"Didn't I already chartered this yacht, why did you tell the captain to turn around, Martin?" asked Christi Jorge the mayor's daughter curtly with a sour face at Martin who was standing in front of her.
"This yacht is not rented out, Miss."
"What's not to rent? Didn't I get permission from Mr. Massimo yesterday?"
