Jayden Maguire scoffed with disdain, "Assault you? With that figure of yours, even the soldiers I command have bigger chests. Besides the gender written as female, what else about you resembles a woman?"
"It's none of your business whether I look like a woman or not, now get out!"
Before Nana Monty was driven to fury by Jayden Maguire, she forcefully expelled him from the bedroom and then locked the door.
Her clothes were drenched, but fortunately, there was a smart washing machine in the bathroom. She tossed in her clothes for a wash and dry, done in half an hour.
After all, seawater is salty, and it made her skin itch like crazy. She had no choice but to wash her arms and legs first, and then use a towel to rub down her body.
After drying off, she felt much more comfortable.
When Nana Monty emerged in clean clothes, the yacht had already docked, and she hurried onto the shore, as if running from Jayden Maguire.