Chapter 357
Beatrice Quincy dragged her weakened steps toward Evelyn Laurent's campsite, just in time to see Julian Langley and Ethan Sullivan organizing vines with grim expressions. Evelyn was boiling water over a fire while Bianca Fairchild crouched nearby, feeding branches into the flames.
"Mr. Langley, what are you working on?"
Beatrice's voice was as faint as a mosquito's hum.
She moved slowly, her face pale as parchment, yet her eyes sparkled with curiosity.
Julian didn't bother looking up. "Can't you see for yourself?"
He kept working without granting her a single glance.
Beatrice clenched her fists, nails digging into her palms. She forced a smile. "Sorry to interrupt. I just wanted to check on Bianca."
Her gaze shifted to Bianca. "How's your arm injury? Do you need help changing the bandages?"
Bianca's body instantly stiffened.
Hearing Beatrice's voice triggered an involuntary tremble—a lingering effect from years of psychological control.
But feeling Evelyn's steady gaze, Bianca gradually relaxed. "Thanks for your concern. It's fine now."
Beatrice narrowed her eyes. "Seems you're quite happy here."
Her lips curved into a smile, but her eyes held daggers.
Before Bianca could respond, Evelyn suddenly spoke. "Anyone would be happy after escaping hell."
She set down the firewood, her gaze icy.
Beatrice's face darkened. "What do you mean by that, Evelyn?"
"Exactly what I said." Evelyn stood, towering over her. "Shall I tell the live audience what you've done to Bianca?"
Beatrice staggered back, shooting a panicked glance at the cameras. "We're sisters. What could I possibly do to her?"
Her eyes flashed a warning at Bianca.
The live chat exploded:
[OMG major tea!]
[Proof Beatrice bullied her sister!]
[BS! Beatrice is so sweet to Bianca!]
[Did you see Bianca tremble?]
Bianca silently moved behind Evelyn, meeting Beatrice's gaze directly for the first time.
Beatrice shook with rage.
Everything had gone wrong since arriving on this damned island. Now even this worthless girl dared defy her!
"Feeling guilty?" Evelyn advanced step by step.
Beatrice lifted her chin. "Why would I be?"