Chloe was absolutely livid.

The island was crawling with tiny cameras everywhere.

Clutching the cameras in her fists, she yelled at the sky, "You old creep, quit hiding and show yourself! You have the guts to spy on me, but not the courage to face me?"

Connor looked at Chloe, who was practically fuming, completely bewildered.

The live audience was also watching this unfold.

[Does Chloe not realize we're still on air?]

[What's up with the production team? Dumping them on a deserted island and not telling them they're still being broadcasted? That's pretty shady.]

[Feels like Chloe's scolding us. I kind of feel guilty, what should we do?]

[Wait, why did the screen go black again?]

Chloe crushed the tiny cameras into bits with her hands.

"Is someone really watching us?" Connor asked, stepping forward.

nodded. "It must

"Mentor? What mentor?"

"You might not believe it, but when I was in my first year of high school, I found a beggar barely alive by the road on my way home

don't know much about his background. He was already quite old when I met him, but he's incredibly skilled. It seems there's nothing he doesn't know. From that day, he'd wait for me on my way home from school, insisting on

pick me up, but he sneaked into our house, causing all sorts of trouble. Finally, out of

if he was listening to a fantastical

unbelievable, right? But

skills and those various

a lot, but he had no patience, always moving on to the next thing before I'd property learned the last. He, always

a friend I don't know about?"

chess, painting, you name it. Plus, he's incredibly handsome.

eyes lit up with admiration and pride

for him?" Connor

because my friend doesn't like

since Chloe turned eighteen, her friend had been

fingers would

keeping her at arm's length,

she was a child, it didn't matter, but now that she had grown up, he felt

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