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The sudden rebuke.

It looks like the air is freezing.

Amber covered her mouth with her hands and almost shouted.

Is... Is this really Jack?

Ever since he got back to Jack and got to know Brent.

Although Jack and Brent are completely different as masters and servants, they are actually friends, not masters and servants.

Furthermore, Jack treated Brent as his elder brother!

His words and behavior never showed the superiority of the heirs commonly shown in front of servants.

After all, Brent hasn't been a servant to the Hughes family.

In the family, everyone is treated equally.

Jack even showed his respect to Mr. Ward who was the real servant of the Hughes family and treated him as an elder.

But now, Jack.... slapped Brent?!

"Young master, you drink too much."

Brent's voice was heard outside the door.

"No. I wasn't. You, go!"

Jack trembled as he said, "You slave, open the door immediately. I want to sleep with Amber together!"

Amber was stunned and she could not believe what had just happened.

"Young master, Lady Sophie taught you to respect Miss Amber. Did you forget it?"

Brent raised his voice and said, "If the young master goes crazy tonight, I'll call Sophie and Mr Ward immediately."

That's a real threat.

The atmosphere became quiet outside the room.

"He!"

After a few seconds, Jack smiled and said, "Take me back to my room."

His voice and tone were completely disrespectful and it was like a master giving orders to a slave.

Not even treated the same.

Followed by the sound of footsteps, the corridor immediately became silent.

Amber was still dumbfounded and covered her mouth with her hands.

What had just happened made him panic and uneasy.

There is also an illusion.

Has Jack.... really changed?

His mind went blank and the thoughts he had dropped grew wild in his mind.

After a while.

dongs.

There was a knock at the door.

Amber was scared and said nothing.

It was followed by the heavy sound of Brent outside the room.

"Amber, please go to bed early and the young master is already asleep. Maybe he's drunk, and everything will be fine. Please don't mind that."

Although it is a consolation, the words "possibly" and "should" indicate that they have the same confusion.

"All right, Brent."

Amber replied softly, "Brent, please don't be angry."

"He is my master and why should I be angry? My life belongs to my master."

Brent laughed and left.

The surroundings are very quiet.

But, Amber hesitated and was frightened.

He walked quietly to the door and locked it.

After thinking about it, he felt that it was not enough.

So, he dragged the chair and blocked the door with it. Only after doing so did he go to sleep but he discovered that he could not sleep anymore.

His mind walked quickly and his eyes looked confused under the light.

Jack was crouching in a wooden box.

He looked at the light coming from the small crack and his expression was lifeless.

In such a sealed space, he ran away and could not remember how long he had been like this.

The small cracks and crevices on it continued to be blown by the cold wind.

The cold made him stiff.

Oh, he remembered that the small crack on it was opened by someone outside not too long ago.

It was to give him food and water when he was dying of hunger or thirst. They keep him alive.

This also caused the cold wind inside the wooden box to become increasingly piercing. The wooden box looked like an ice house.

But he doesn't care.

He wants to survive.

Freezing will not cause death.

But without eating or drinking, no one can survive after a few days.

His consciousness was getting weaker and this was the only intention in his mind.

He didn't even care about the ice freezing between his legs.

Self esteem.

It is worthless in front of life and death.

Only by living without shame could he turn things around.

If he dies, even if he dies worthily, he is unwilling to give up his loved ones.

"Amber, ma'am, I'll be back, rest assured, I'll be back..."

Jack slowly moved his lips that had turned blue and muttered like in a dream.

Firm, and determined!

Bust...

The big ship suddenly whistled.

It was deafening like thunder.

It sounded several times consequently and made the nearly fainted Jack become a little clearer.

His eyelids shook lightly and spilled some ice crystals from his eyelashes.

Through that gap, he discovered that there was only the sky and sea out there.

Will it reach the beach?

Finally, does it reach?

Immediately, there were the sounds of footsteps outside the box.

They are crowded and in a hurry.

"Faster, faster. Don't act like a fucking girl."

It was a familiar voice.

During this period of time, this voice shouted at Jack from outside the box more than once.

Followed by.

"You, you, you and you. The four of you take this box down there. Do it quickly, we hurry. If we're late, it'll be hard for us to escape from this damn place!"

The rebuke is hard.

Shortly thereafter, Jack feels that the wooden box he is riding in is being carried by someone.

There's a lot of collisions.

Jack's muddy eyes showed a hint of brightness.

It was because he found the ground from the crack in the box.

A piece of land surrounded by ice.

Immediately, he felt dizzy as he fell down quickly.

Bumped!

The box fell to the ground hard.

The wooden box broke.

The strong falling force almost caused Jack to vomit blood from the earthquake.

Fortunately, the ice under the box was not hard and when the box fell, it cracked as well as withstanding some force.

Ah...

A piercing cold wind instantly attacked Jack.

In the cold wind, Jack barely stretched his arms and legs long curled up.

Immediately, he stretched his hands and feet straight.

With that, Jack felt intense pain and numbness from his four limbs.

"Aah!"

Jack screamed and his faint consciousness became clearer at this moment.

Bust...

It was a big ship whistle.

Jack gritted his teeth and turned to look at the huge ship. It moved slowly towards the distant sea.

And he was like trash left on this chunk of ice.

He found that there was a pot of water and a bag of rations beside the broken wooden box.

What is this..last gift to a dead dog?

Or. he can survive on rations and water alone.

Come alive to see what might come next?

Jack is not stupid.

The Quinn and Madam Hughes families went to great lengths to send him here and there was no way they would let him die directly.

It's easy to kill him.

After he was eliminated at that moment, he could die in a hundred ways.

There must be something waiting for him after this!

He moved his body and used his ultimate energy to obtain rations as well as water.

Then, Jack was like the man to be executed and ate his last meal.

He swallowed all the rations and drank all the water.