Vicky knew Tyler was holding onto the rope, so she rushed to help. However, her strength alone was
not enough, and she
could not move him at all.
Vicky immediately called for Harry. âHarry! Help!â
Harry assessed the precarious situation of the speedboat. He gritted his teeth and rushed over to assist
Vicky in pulling
the rope.
The rope was extremely heavy. Even for Harry, pulling it up was challenging.
He had to exert every ounce of his strength to pull Tyler up until Tylerâs body finally emerged from the
water.
It was only then that Harry understood why he struggled to move Tyler.
Lincoln was gripping Tylerâs leg.
He jumped into the water after Tyler to take Tyler down before dying.
The deafening roar of the waves echoed through the air, drowning out all other sounds.
Harry turned his gaze in the direction of the approaching colossal wave, realizing that the wave was
dangerously close.
Everyone would be overturned by the enormous wave if they did not leave!
Lincoln, too, noticed the massive wave rolling toward them from not far away.
He cackled maniacally. âHahaha! Letâs all die together! With your company on the road to the afterlife,
Iâll have company!â
Tylerâs expression turned cold. âHarry, start the boat right now!â
Harry was at a loss. They should be able to outrun the wave if he started the speedboat right away.
However, Tyler would
be at risk of being thrown into the sea at the same time.
Once in the water, he would have no chance of survival.
âButâ!â Harry hesitated.
âDonât argue with me!â Tylerâs voice brooked no argument. âIâll find a way to handle this. Start the boat,
now!â
Harry could not afford to waste any more time and promptly started the speedboatâs engines.
âOh, come on, Tyler! Let go! You canât make it up!â Lincoln clung tightly to Tylerâs leg, laughing wildly.
âWith this heavy rain
and strong wind, and Vicky being pregnant, she wonât be able to pull you up. Youâll only drag her down
with you!â
The speedboat started rapidly moving forward. Vicky continued to pull the rope with all her might, still
trying to hoist Tyler
up.
âHold on a little longer!â Vicky gritted her teeth and yelled to Tyler, her upper body hanging dangerously
over the side of
the speedboat. âIâll save you!â
However, with the combined weight of two grown men and the resistance of the sea waves, she knew
she did not have
the strength to pull them up. To make matters worse, Lincoln was still causing trouble.
Tylerâs arm had been shot and had turned numb. He tried to pull himself up, but Lincoln resisted, using
all his weight to
hold him down. In a desperate bid for a joint demise, Lincoln even stomped on the rope ladder in the
water, attempting to
pull Vicky down as well.
If he was going to die, he was determined to make sure he dragged as many people down along with
him!
Suddenly, Tyler spoke up, his voice surprisingly calm amid the chaos. âVicky⦠Let go.â