Chapter 315

8:00 AM sharp.

The live stream flickered to life.

With winter break coinciding with the weekend, viewership skyrocketed instantly.

Timothy Gold's signature grin filled the screen first. "Good morning, everyone! Season Two of Love Retreat is officially underway. Let's check in on our guests' morning routines."

The camera followed the crew's footsteps down the hallway.

Crystal Rothschild's room was first.

She opened the door rubbing sleep from her eyes, her hair slightly tousled. Spotting the camera, she brightened with a sugary smile. "Morning~"

Her husky morning voice carried the lazy warmth of a waking Ragdoll cat.

"Ten minutes till assembly," a crew member whispered.

She nodded obediently. Behind her, rumpled bedding peeked through the door crack.

[OMG! Flawless even barefaced!]

[That complexion though!]

[Eyelash goddess alert!]

The chat exploded with adoration.

The next few guests appeared alert and camera-ready.

Until they reached Evelyn Laurent's door.

Three unanswered knocks.

Crystal approached with her toiletry bag, tilting her head. "Evelyn must still be asleep." A glint of satisfaction flashed in her eyes. "Should we wake the others first?"

Timothy checked his watch and moved on.

Beatrice Quincy's door swung open.

She stood there in lilac loungewear, her makeup red-carpet perfect. "Good morning, everyone~"

Turning, she called into the room, "Xander, time to rise."

Xander Quincy emerged with bedhead, muttered "Morning," and retreated into shadows.

[Talk about sibling contrast!]

[Civilians have zero professionalism.]

[Where's Julian?! Show us Julian!]

Dread coiled in Timothy's gut as they reached Julian Langley's door.

Still no response after three knocks.

Beatrice gasped. "Don't tell me—"

Eugene York's face darkened.

The final doorknob turned under everyone's gaze.