Chapter 430

A dull thud.

The third pirate collapsed to the ground.

Evelyn Laurent retracted her elbow smoothly, her sharp gaze scanning the surroundings.

Ethan Sullivan had already dispatched two enemies with ruthless efficiency.

Hugo Rothschild suddenly lunged forward.

The butt of his pistol slammed into the nearest pirate's temple.

"Thud!"

The pirate crumpled instantly.

"Decent reflexes," Evelyn remarked coolly.

She was already poised to strike again if needed.

The drone's blurry footage captured the scene.

The live stream erupted.

[Sister Evelyn is a total badass!]

[Ethan's moves are insane!]

[Hugo finally woke up!]

Forty minutes had passed since the pirates landed on the island.

In the distance, speedboats approached across the dark water.

Evelyn's brow furrowed.

No one knew when reinforcements would arrive.

But she couldn’t let them reach the island.

She and Ethan might hold their own.

But with Hugo...

This deadweight.

"What now?" Hugo whispered urgently.

Evelyn jerked her chin toward the fallen pirates. "Strip them. Wear their clothes."

Hugo blinked in confusion.

Ethan cut to the chase. "You’ll just slow us down. Blend in with them instead."

"Go play dead over there."

Each word was a knife to the ego.

Hugo's knuckles turned white.

Evelyn twisted the blade. "You are a liability."

Heat flooded Hugo's face.

Mud disguised his flushed skin.

Never in his life had he been so thoroughly dismissed.

Gritting his teeth, he moved toward the pirate’s corpse.

He yanked off the jacket with rough, jerking motions.

Evelyn and Ethan shoved the unconscious pirates into a muddy pit.

Vines bound them tightly.

Hugo crouched under a tree.

A loosely tied rope dangled from his wrist.

He watched the speedboats draw closer.

For the first time, he felt utterly powerless.