Jackson got on the yacht. The number of women at the party was twice the number of men. Most of the men that were invited were overjoyed, all except for Jackson.
The man's defined features were tinted with a hint of frustration.
He narrowed his eyes as he scanned his surroundings, obviously disgusted. His tone was dismissive and calm. "What's Simpson celebrating? Isn't this supposed to be a bachelor's party? This looks more like an orgy. How could he be so reckless? He's getting married, for god's sake."
Samuel let out a light chuckle. "That brat's always been like that. Besides, it's a business marriage anyway. They just want to benefit from each other's family. His fiance is having a bachelorette's party on her end, too. I heard it's filled with many different types of men, and it's much worse than what we're doing here."
There was an outdoor swimming pool on the yacht. However, the rain was pouring too heavily.
