Chapter 316

The salty morning breeze carried through the air as Xander Quincy brewed coffee in his cabin.

His door swung open to reveal Timothy Gold peering inside. "Where's Ethan Sullivan?"

Xander stirred his cup, steam curling around his fingers as he glanced up. "Morning jog."

[OMG Ethan's discipline is insane!]

[That physique maintenance though—I'm jealous.]

[This couch potato is retreating under the covers in shame.]

The Danmu exploded with chatter, but a few venomous comments stood out.

[Bet Evelyn Laurent is still asleep.]

[Rich heiresses are so spoiled.]

Victoria Langley slammed her tablet down. "Absolute nonsense!"

Richard Langley patted his wife's back but kept his eyes on the screen. "Just wait for the comeback."

Outside the beach cabin, Rachel Clemenson feigned surprise. "Ethan's so diligent."

Crystal Rothschild nodded, her gaze drifting to a closed door. "Evelyn must be—"

"Looking for me?"

A cool voice cut through the air. The camera whipped around to capture three figures striding through the dawn light.

Evelyn's high ponytail swayed as her athletic wear accentuated her slender waist. Ethan's shirt clung to his damp chest, while Julian Langley toweled off his sweat.

[Holy trio alert!]

[That clapback came faster than a tornado.]

Timothy exhaled in relief. "So you all—"

"Five years and seven months," Evelyn interrupted. "Every morning at 5:20."

Julian shot Rachel a withering look. "Some people have quite the imagination."

Crystal dug her nails into her palm, forcing a smile. "We were just concerned—"

"Initial supplies distribution starts now," Timothy rushed to redirect. "Complete tasks for bonus prize draws."

Crew members wheeled out a spinning wheel, its prize list glinting under the sun.

"Everyone gets one basic supply draw first," Timothy added, wiping his brow. "Safety first."

Ethan's voice sliced through the chatter. "Evelyn and I will share our prize draws."

The clearing fell silent.