Chapter 298 Miss Oceans

• The elite top deck of THE BUTCH looked like a royal garden under the early morning sun. It was a private oasis on the superyacht with teak flooring polished to a shine.
• Oversized loungers padded with weatherproof cushions littered the area, and a small infinity pool flowed off the edge. Potted palms swayed gently in the sea breeze, while a discreet bar cart offered fresh fruits, chilled water, and morning beverages.
• Tyler reclined on one gilded lounger in his swim trunks. His upper body was bare to catch the rays for a tan.