The Wrong Woman

The gate was opened. There were two armed men standing outside the iron bars. Both of them looked fierce, and they were holding rifles.

At this moment, one of them pointed the rifle at Nathan. He coldly said as he chuckled, "You, stand still. Don't ever think about escaping from here."

Tristan quickly intervened as he tried to placate them, "Please calm down, sirs. He's young and spirited. He just got here, so he might have some thoughts of escaping. I'll talk to him later." The other armed man sneered, "Even if we let you out of this building, do you really think you can escape from this private island with no reception?"

Nathan's expression became gloomy.

Seeing his grim face, the two men burst into laughter and left.

As they walked away, one of them said, "There's no reception at all. I feel like I'm a caveman now."

"Forget it. Let's make some quick money for a few more years before quitting this job. This island is not a place for humans."

As Tristan closed the door, he turned to Nathan and said, "Forget it, don't argue with them."

Nathan asked, "Have these two always been the ones delivering meals and daily necessities?"

Tristan replied, "No. Over the years I've seen many people, probably dozens. Sometimes a group of armed thugs come and they will gather in the open space in the garden." Nathan raised his head to look at the camera. He curiously asked, "How do these cameras transmit video data if there's no signal here?"

Tristan was stunned by his question.

"Regardless of whether they can monitor us or not, we can't break free from this welded iron cage or escape from this deserted island." Michaela chimed in, "Yeah, there's no boats, no reception, no weapons here.

to the dining table to have dinner

the dishes and placed them outside the iron bars. She bathed Elio before putting him to

curtain to block all the cameras. He

in the other

the blanket and whispering

softly, "Why did Nate want

don't know. But there must be a

seems like he hasn't lost his

your voice

"I'm already whispering."

"He called me dad."

also called me

must have married

son-in-law. I've liked him since he was a child. I

didn't expect

for a while. After a moment, they whispered to each other