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?"

like someone who had

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

keep Olivia stowed away for the time being. But he couldn't

miss her even more. He

slept well and ate

had it worse than her. It seemed

but Wayne's heart was

of them were

"Any updates about Aldenvine?"

stopped. He sent out a lot of men to

She's not dead. How could

probably give up if nothing turns up after a few

Maxwell? Are

I told her before I left. I'll let her off the island

about how stubborn both of them were. It would be very hard for him to

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

a prominent

be incredibly wealthy and had a turbulent

mindset are even more enriched than those of the average

her submit

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