Naturally, Alan didn't dare to say that out loud.

Instead, he replied politely, "That's not it. She was helping the turtles move their nests. She even saved an injured squirrel when she was in the mountains gathering herbs.

"She also practices shooting at the gun range in the evening. I heard that she would knit a sweater before she went to bed, too."

Wayne slammed the classified document down angrily.

"Does she really think she's on vacation? Did she not try to escape?"

"I don't think she did. She walked around the beach several times a few days ago. She picked up some crabs and fished for a bit. She rarely went to the beach after that.

"Her days are pretty routine. She wakes up at 6:00 am, goes for a morning jog, works out, and then a series of tasks she sets for herself.

"She goes to bed at 10:00 pm sharp. She has a stricter routine than my grandma."

"What about her food?"

"She eats healthy. She doesn't overeat, yet she also doesn't skip her meals. Her meals are balanced. You, on the other hand..."

Alan looked at the bags under Wayne's eyes. "You've never had a good night's sleep since you got back from the island, right?"

who had just acquired

very afraid of breaking the treasure himself, but he also didn't

away for the time being. But he couldn't see

made him miss her even more. He thought about her

well and ate

had it worse than her. It seemed like she wasn't

physically imprisoned, but Wayne's heart

them

"Any updates about Aldenvine?"

momentarily stopped. He sent

not dead. How

nothing turns up after

softly. "But what are you planning to do next, Mr. Maxwell? Are you really going to

before I left. I'll let her off the island when she agrees to be with

would be

with no experience at all. The tiniest gifts could be enough to make

She came from a prominent family and

incredibly wealthy

experiences and mindset are even more enriched

only way to make her submit

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