"Mom, I'll never end up like you, consumed by greed and power, losing all sense of humanity. All those things you cherish, I don't want any part of them. If you want them, take them to your grave!"
With those words, Pax bolted out of the room.
Claire shook with rage. But then, a sudden thought struck her, and she hurried after him. By the time she reached the door, Pax had already vanished into the hallways.
He dashed out of the manor, facing the howling winds head-on as he made his way to the ocean. A yacht was moored by the shore. Just as he was about to board it, four men in black suits caught up with him. Pax tried to fight back, but he was no match for them. They quickly overpowered him and dragged him away.
"Let me go! I need to find Chloe, I need to find my uncle!"
In the end, Pax was hauled back and locked in his room by Claire.
The storm raged on for three days and nights. Nearly everyone on the island was sleepless. Pax barely ate or drank anything, and Marian's eyes were swollen from crying. Everyone was deeply worried.
Faith and Juztin had no idea what had happened. They only knew that Connor and Chloe had vanished three days ago. Diana was also in trouble, burning with a high fever and slipping in and out of consciousness.
The official story was that they had gone fishing and got caught in the storm. But after the incident on the African savannah, they knew things were rarely that simple. Besides, they were well aware of the storm; who in their right mind would go fishing at such a time? Something else had to be going on.
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