"What are you waiting for? Which one of you is going into the shark tank?!" A man roared on the stage.

I looked at the vicious man on stage and let out a sigh. That was the infamous pirate captain, Captain Kaplan Levin. He was one of those brothers and I called him Tiger as his nickname.

Luckily, his eyesight had always been poor. He likely did not recognize me with different makeup and the cleaners' uniform.

Tiger kicked over the gaming table in front of him, and Winnie trembled out of fear as she hid behind Hank the best she could. "Hank, I'm scared. That scarface is so terrifying..."

Hank extended his arm around her and patted her shoulder, calming her down. Then he turned and shot me with an impatient look.

"Lilibeth, get down there already!" Hank growled in a low voice. "If you waste another second and make Captain Levin angry, forget about the two hundred thousand dollars, all of us will be dragged down with you!"

Make Captain Levin angry?

Years ago, I booted Tiger straight into the sea to force him practice his breath-holding skill. When they fished him back up, he hugged my leg and cried for half an hour. His legs would go weak at the sight of me even to this day.

I let out a scoff. But when I thought of the bet I made with only ten minutes remaining, I took a deep breath.

Fine. I would keep this up. I could not let those eighteen troublemakers return to a life of crime and piracy.

I gritted my teeth and forced a smile as I looked at Tiger. "Tig... Ah, I mean, Captain Levin, is it? Feeding sharks is boring. Why don't we play something else?"

Tiger's interest was sparked immediately. "Oh? A cleaner like you thinks you can come up with something new?"

There was a high-tech device my other brothers had managed to procure to torment people. The moment someone lied, the shock would hit them hard enough to make them lose control of their bowels.

"Throwing someone to the sharks is nothing but physical labor. Since you want some fun, why don't we play with something that can even reach into one's soul?" I said. "Let's use that."

Tiger burst out laughing and clapped his hands. "Interesting! You're so brutal! I like it! Strap her into the machine! Now, who's going to ask the question?"

Winnie jumped up at once. "Me! Me! I know her best, Captain Levin! I promise I'll make it exciting!"

Meanwhile, Hank let out a sigh of relief. "At least you know what's good for you. Don't worry. It's only a few questions. Just hang in there and it'll be over before you know it."

I shook off his hand in disgust and walked up to the chair. Then the staff placed the electrodes to my temples and my heart rate appeared on the big screen.

Winnie took the microphone and cleared her throat. "Hello, everyone! Please allow me to show you the exciting game aboard this cruise ship this evening! I'm currently at the famous club located on the top deck of the Leviathan, now sailing in the open seas! Take a good look, ladies and gentlemen! The one brave enough to ask for this electric shock version of 'Truth or Dare' is one of the ship's cleaners!"

She had even started a livestream!

Tens of thousands of viewers immediately flooded in for the drama.

[No way! This place is insane! I heard entry to the Leviathan's club costs a fortune. The ticket is worth seven digits, I think? As expected of a socialite of her level to be able to go into a club like that.]

[Wait. That woman in gray looks so familiar... Isn't that the broke ex-girlfriend who tried to steal Winnie's spotlight in her last stream?]

[That's right! It's her! Why did Hank bring her aboard? That cheap uniform ruined the whole cruise's class!]

[This is so funny! That woman will do anything for money? She wants money more than her life! Electric shock truth or dare? She has a death wish!]

[She deserves to get shocked to death! She's the one who kept bothering Hank and going after Winnie! Winnie is Hank's one true love!]

Winnie glanced at the bullet comments on the screen and smiled smugly. "First question! Lilibeth, have you ever killed someone for money?!"

The entire deck went silent.

Hank's expression shifted and yelled, "Winnie, what kind of question is that? She's just a cleaner! How could she have killed anyone?!"

Winnie ignored him and stared right into my eyes, and I met her gaze with an unreadable expression.

In my mind, I saw the armed thugs who tried to hijack my cargo ship and lay their hands on my female crew. I swung my blade and took their heads. Those images were still fresh in my mind.

"Yes," I answered calmly.

The heart rate line on the big screen flickered and the result appeared.

Truth.

Everyone on the deck went wild!

The livestream was immediately blowing up with comments.

"Has that woman gone mad! She's admitting to murder in front of everyone out in the open?"

"Look at how badly she's dressed. She's probably the type who would stab someone for only a hundred dollars!"

"How did someone this dangerous even get on board? Is the ship's security that lax?"

Hank staggered back in fear and shock. "Lilibeth... You... You have really committed murder? No wonder you're always so cold. What kind of a monster are you?"

I looked at his cowardly face and felt nothing but disdain in my heart. Everyone I killed were animals that deserved it. That included the thugs who once tried to kidnap him. That day, I came back covered in blood and told him I had slipped while cleaning. He looked at me disgusted and told me to wash up quickly.

Meanwhile, that idiot Tiger was rubbing his hands together, thrilled. "Hot dang! This woman has teeth! Winnie, keep going! Drag everything out into the light!"

Winnie no longer bothered to hide the malice on her face thanks to the encouragement. "Second question!"

She stepped behind me, then suddenly grabbed the collar of my uniform and yanked it down, revealing a long, terrifying scar across my back that was more than four inches long.

The crowd started screaming in fear.

Hank's eyes went wide as he pointed at my back, his hand shaking. "What... What is that? You never let me see your back before!"

Winnie turned proudly to the camera. "Look closely, everyone! That's a scar caused by the injury from a blade! Now, Lilibeth, tell me the truth. Did you get that scar when you were prostituting yourself and some jealous wife came after you when you slept with her man in the past?!"

The comments exploded again as filthy words started to fill the screen.

[So she used to prostitute herself? No wonder she reeks of it!]

[She looks like the type that ruins any man she touches. Serves her right for being a homewrecker!]

[Hank must be cursed to end up dating someone who slept around like her!]

I forced down the urge to crush Winnie's throat.

That scar...

I got it three years ago while covering the retreat of a passenger ship full of elders and children on the Wild Oceans. A stray round from a rifle owned by a mobster grazed my back.

Because of that scar, the International Shipping Guild secretly gave me its highest award. But now she was turning it into the mark of a homewrecker.

I took a deep breath and said, "No."

The machine then showed…

Truth.

Winnie's expression froze for a moment, as if she was not very happy with this result. She gritted her teeth and kept trying to ruin my reputation. "Even if it was not from a man's wife, it had to come from fooling around with all kinds of shady men!"

Hank's face darkened with rage. He rushed forward, pointed his finger at me, and shouted, "Lilibeth, you disgust me! I thought you were just some poor but honest woman, but I never knew you were this filthy behind my back! If you don't explain yourself in front of everyone today, we're finished!"