The cold waves lapped at my ankles as I stood there, dumbfounded, gazing at the beach and jungle bathed in sunlight, tears streaming down my face.Having experienced a tsunami and a shipwreck, I somehow managed to survive."I'm alive!" I shouted with exhilaration, running wildly on the beach. I didn't even spare a glance at the woman lying on the sand since I was overwhelmed with joy.However, my excitement quickly gave way to a sense of loss.I still didn't know which deserted island I was on, and the future seemed uncertain! I also had no idea how many people survived this cruise disaster.While contemplating this, I stepped over several sea rocks and approached that woman.Before getting close, I heard her emit several painful moans. I hadn't paid attention earlier, but now, upon closer inspection, I couldn't help but feel surprised. Wasn't it Queenie Xavier, the president of our company?The thought of her infuriated me. Queenie was my boss, the icy beauty who never spared me a se

I dragged the suitcase, took advantage of an incoming wave, and tilted my body. Flapping my arms, I held my breath, sinking into the sea.Queenie had finally reached the shore and saw me suddenly disappearing in the waves. She was completely stunned, with tears welled up in her eyes."Christopher, what happened to you? Don't freak me out! Come out, if you die, what should I do alone here?!"Queenie sat on the beach, shouting in despair. I felt comfortable underwater, thinking, "You used to dislike me so much, now that you know you can't handle it if I'm gone, huh?"Sighing in my heart, I quickly swam back to the shore with the suitcase.Seeing me coming back unharmed, Queenie stopped crying and looked embarrassed. She turned her face away, pretending not to care.However, the suitcase I was holding piqued her curiosity. She couldn't help but sneak a glance, and that sneaky look made me want to laugh.Such a proud goddess like her always had a stern face in the company, as if she were

At that moment, Harold Locke and Lillian Chester looked extremely miserable. They were no longer the bright and glamorous figures they used to be in the company.They seemed to have gone through a lot of hardships, with tattered clothes, and dirty and disheveled appearances.If they hadn't spoken, both I and Queenie would have almost mistaken them for wild people on the island. It seemed that they smelled the aroma of our grilled fish, which led them to find us."Harold, Lillian, how did you two end up in such a pitiful state!" Queenie exclaimed in surprise.They walked over, emitting a foul smell, and Queenie covered her nose in disgust, moving a bit closer to me.It amused me. This woman has been quite disdainful of me these past few days. Now it seemed that having capable subordinates was more unbearable for her than I am. It was really amusing."We're starving! Is there anything to eat? Give us some, we're starving!" As they approached, they stared at the grilled fish on our rack,

Soon, I managed to prepare half of the roasted rabbit meat, and I kept the other half for later. Although half a rabbit might not be enough to satisfy our hunger, it was essential to have some emergency food reserves.Everyone enjoyed the meal, and the previously gloomy atmosphere vanished. Laughter and conversation filled the air once again."I'll go catch rabbits in the forest tomorrow. Catching rabbits is also my specialty; it's quite simple! Just burn some branches, let the smoke into the rabbit hole," boasted Harold, full of confidence after having a satisfying meal.Listening to his words, I couldn't help but find it amusing. This guy must have watched too much TV. Smoking out rabbits? The method might sound feasible, but it was challenging to execute. There's a saying, "A wary rabbit has three burrows." Rabbit holes usually have more than one exit.If you smoke one exit, the rabbit will escape from another. Unless you block all exits beforehand, but these exits were typically w

However, Queenie quickly suppressed her craving, instead giving me a disdainful glare and turning her head away. Lillian, on the other hand, occasionally glanced at Harold, who was still busy by the sea, with a hint of regret in her eyes."Don't worry, Harold will surely find something to eat. He's not worse than that guy!" Queenie said, still holding high expectations for Harold.The two women sat by the campfire, watching Harold flipping and searching along the seashore from a distance, hoping he would find something to eat. As they waited, their stomachs growled, and hunger consumed them.Meanwhile, on our side, we had already eaten. The fish on this island were naturally fresh and uncontaminated. I grilled the fish to perfection, releasing a burst of delicious aroma.The combination of the fish's fragrance and the refreshing bamboo juice made the experience even more enjoyable than having a feast in the city. Mandy and I were happily indulging in laughter and joy.Seeing our enjoy