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.

must be my

"Mentor? What mentor?"

when I was in my first year of high school, I found a beggar barely alive by the road on my way home from school. I gave him some money out of kindness, and he wouldn't

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

but he sneaked into our house, causing all sorts of trouble. Finally,

was listening

smiled helplessly, "Sounds unbelievable, right? But it's

skills and those various talents, he taught you

but he had no patience, always moving on to the next thing before I'd property learned the

friend I don't know about?" Connor frowned

chess, painting, you name it. Plus, he's incredibly handsome. Any woman would fall for him

noticed how Chloe's eyes lit up with admiration and pride as

him?" Connor asked with

seriously, "Probably because my friend doesn't like

since Chloe turned eighteen, her friend

fingers would make

close, but then he started keeping her at arm's length, and he

her that when she was a child, it

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