Mommy Alert! The CEO Daddy Won't Stop Courting-Chapter 707: You Boy, You Have Well-Developed Pecs…

Chapter 707: Chapter 707: You Boy, You Have Well-Developed Pecs...

The advantage of doing this is that as long as Mark doesn’t let go of the tree, Arnold, who is tightly protected in his arms, will never again be washed away by the sea due to failing to grab the tree.

This is precisely the reason why Mark did this.

Arnold suddenly found himself in Mark’s arms, feeling a bit uneasy, as a touch of redness involuntarily appeared on his pale face.

At that moment, Mark’s voice sounded again above his head, "Arnold, you’ve got quite a slender waist!"

Mark had wanted to say this for a while.

Now with Arnold firmly trapped between himself and the tree, Mark couldn’t help but blurt it out, comparing his own broader waist to Arnold’s petite one.

Because of Mark’s words, Arnold stiffened involuntarily.

But soon he turned his head, glaring at Mark and threateningly said, "Boss, I’m straight, don’t get any ideas just because I’m wearing women’s clothing now! Otherwise, once we’re out of danger, I won’t care if you’re the boss or not, I’ll definitely beat you to the point of searching for your teeth scattered on the ground!"

Mark laughed, "Don’t worry, your boss here is straight too, and your boss’s heart is already taken, even if you were a woman, I wouldn’t get any ideas about you."

And so, the two laughed as they tightly embraced each other, drifting along with the rushing sea towards the distance...

By around noon, Mark and Arnold were carried by the sea to the border of Eland.

Here, the waters gradually calmed down and weren’t so turbulent.

The two had been soaking in the icy seawater for such a long time, and due to his physical condition, Arnold’s face was ashen, and his lips were turning blue and purple from the cold.

Seeing Arnold like this, Mark couldn’t help but feel a bit pained, "Kid, your constitution isn’t great! Look, we’re both soaking in the water, but I don’t look as haggard as you!"

As he spoke, Mark reached out and patted Arnold’s frail shoulder, "So kid, you need to eat more and also strengthen your physical workouts."

Remembering something, Mark lightly punched Arnold on the body, then said with a smile, "You may be small now, but perhaps you could grow a bit taller later on, and maybe you could even develop some muscle."

Arnold pushed Mark away with his hand and began swimming towards the shore, while indignantly and proudly saying, "Boss, don’t underestimate me. Although I’m naturally slim, how many can almost hold their own against you?"

Mark acknowledged Arnold’s point.

Among their team, Arnold was the smallest in build.

But those who could spar with him and not lose quickly, almost matching him, so far, only Arnold managed to do that.

Mark said nothing more, following behind Arnold and swimming towards the shore in a protective manner. 𝚏𝗿𝗲𝐞𝚠𝕖𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝕖𝚕.𝚌𝗼𝗺

After soaking in the seawater for so long, their clothes were naturally drenched.

Once they were ashore, wearing wet clothes, they couldn’t help but shiver as the sea breeze blew on them.

Under the cold sea wind, Mark and Arnold instinctively wrapped their drenched clothes tightly around themselves.

Glancing at Arnold’s soaked clothes, Mark smiled and said, "I gotta say, although you lack muscle in other areas, your chest muscles are quite developed."

Arnold’s pale face flushed with a suspicious blush at those words.

Perhaps feeling the heat on his face, Arnold quickly lowered his head, pulled out his credentials, and kept his head low while looking at them, "I’ve got to say, these credentials are great, even when soaked in water, they’re fine."

Following Arnold’s actions, Mark also took out his credentials.

Looking at the laminated, well-sealed international police credentials in his hand, even after being soaked and wiping away the moisture, they were unaffected. Mark felt Arnold’s remarks were a bit abrupt, as if deliberately shifting the topic.

But it wasn’t important.

More important matters awaited them.

Holding his credentials, Mark solemnly said, "Let’s go, to Eland’s embassy."

With their drenched clothes, the two headed to Eland’s embassy with their international police credentials, where they were rescued by the embassy staff.

There, they changed out of their wet clothes and ate something before resting for the night in the guest rooms provided by Eland’s embassy.

The next day, after a night’s rest, Mark immediately contacted their team.

It turned out that besides Mark and Arnold falling into the sea and being carried to Eland, other international police officers who went to Whitehill with Mark were also swept into the sea.

Among those who were swept into the sea and carried to various places, a few inevitably died and were injured, but the rest survived unharmed.

Some were even lucky enough not to leave Whitehill. They were washed ashore within Whitehill and saved by the local people there.

After contacting all the international officers and confirming casualties, Mark also learned about Whitehill’s situation from the few who stayed there.

It turned out that the catastrophic disaster did not spread across Whitehill but only occurred near the royal tomb, within the entire northern tribe’s area.

Troy Cowell and those rioters all perished in the disaster.

And Bella Sutton herself was eternally buried within Whitehill’s royal tomb.

After Mark and Arnold fell into the sea and were swept away, the thick clouds over Whitehill’s northern tribe soon dissipated.

Of course, along with those clouds, the deafening thunder, the torrential rain, and the tornadoes that claimed countless lives also vanished, leaving the northern tribe destroyed.

After this disaster that decimated the northern tribe, the bright sun shone high in the sky once more.

At that time, the royal family members and officials who had followed Simon out of Whitehill, along with the people living in the northern tribe, emerged from the sanctuary.

These people, having followed Simon into the sanctuary, were unaffected by the catastrophic disaster.

Once the disaster had passed, they all emerged from the sanctuary unscathed.

Those Whitehill people who had escaped the disaster were not only shocked by the severe catastrophe but also grew increasingly respectful toward Kuhn.

Yes, due to this event, Kuhn’s entire hand was exposed.

But the people did not regard Kuhn as a monster or demon, contrary to what he believed.