Chapter 370

Ethan Sullivan had never ventured this deep into the island's interior.

His entire focus remained fixed on chasing that familiar silhouette.

Evelyn Laurent darted through the undergrowth like a startled fawn.

If he didn't keep pace, he'd lose her in this unfamiliar jungle within seconds.

"You—" Evelyn's eyes widened before she lowered her voice. "I swear I won't tell anyone."

Her fingers brushed the lavalier mic clipped to her collar.

The live stream erupted.

[LOL! CEO Ethan is directionally challenged!]

[No wonder he's clinging to her—afraid of getting lost!]

[OMG this is too adorable!]

Ethan massaged his temples.

He'd noticed the recording device ages ago.

But seeing Evelyn's concerned expression made it irrelevant.

Worth it, just to hear her laugh.

"Let's go," he murmured.

They carried four cottontails between them, the rope swaying like an invisible red thread.

Comments flooded the screen:

[This looks like a wedding procession!]

[I brought the marriage certificate!]

[Qixi Couple forever!]

Netizens photoshopped the scene into a lavish wedding within minutes.

Crimson silk gowns. Gold-embroidered veils.

The five Langley brothers glared at their screens, faces stormy.

Victoria Langley, however, beamed as she saved every edited image.

"Now this suits my Evelyn," she murmured.

——

Top floor, Sullivan Group headquarters.

Vincent Sullivan slammed his pen down.

Rubbing his aching wrist, he pulled up the live stream with gritted teeth.

"You brat," he growled at the screen where two figures walked side by side. "Screw this up again and don't bother coming home."

His reflection in the office windows mirrored his shifting temper.

Beyond the glass, the sunset stained the clouds blood-red.