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?"

acting like someone who had

but he also didn't

the time being. But

her even more. He thought about her all

well and ate

than her. It seemed like she wasn't the prisoner in

physically imprisoned, but

of them were

"Any updates about Aldenvine?"

Island. It's the place where Dr. Ophelia momentarily stopped. He sent out a lot of men to

dead. How could

nothing turns up after a

Maxwell? Are you really going to keep Dr. Ophelia

her before I left. I'll let her

be very hard

type of woman to deceive were those with no experience at all. The tiniest

prominent

incredibly wealthy and had a turbulent

even more enriched than those

her submit was to exploit

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