Olivia Fordham And Ethan Miller

Compared to Ethan, Wayne was way more of a ruffian.

He didn't adhere to rhyme or reason and only did things based on his mood.

A person like him was way more dangerous because he couldn't be tied down by morals or reason.

He took Olivia to the bedroom.

“You should take a shower.

There are clothes for you in the room." Although Wayne had feelings for Olivia, he wasn't in a rush to do anything.

Tricking her to get her to the island was already unacceptable for her.

He wasn't about to do anything more to her for the time being.

Olivia scanned her surroundings.

There were some windows and a balcony, but guards stood at their posts below every possible escape route.

Even if she managed to knock out the guard and get to the shore, she wouldn't be able to last too long in the ocean without a mode of transportation.

Wayne had put a lot of effort into crafting this cage for her.

1 Olivia locked the door and went to the bathtub.

She started to think about Stacy, whom she saw in the basement.

Her limbs were chained, and she was trapped in that small room.

to talk to, and all the food she

physical and mental stress put her in that state

a long time to recover and

was fundamentally the

to imprison her,

only difference was her cage was the entire island, which was bigger than the one Stacy was

couldn't afford to

look for

know was that Wayne

exploded in the air, and

quickly spread

giving Willow a piano

a talent for

sitting on Ethan's lap as she

was a little distracted and made a few mistakes while

into the room with a gloomy

His face was pale.

"Mr.

at him

swallow the words he was about to

tell you." Ethan set Willow

your own for

back soon." Willow nodded obediently, but she started

Kelvin before going back

them were

“Not bad.