That night, Olivia tossed and turned in bed.

She had been on the island for five days and had already explored it thoroughly. She had left no stone unturned.

Dozens of plans for escape appeared in her mind as she looked at the endless horizon. But none of them would actually work.

Based on her calculations, she would survive around three to five days.

The ocean was highly unpredictable. It could be clear skies one moment and a storm the next. Danger could spring up at any moment when out at sea.

In her current situation, she could only build a raft and didn't know if there were any other islands nearby.

It would be dangerous for her to attempt an escape.

Wayne put her on the island. Naturally, he knew she was going to try to escape. It wouldn't be so easy for her to succeed.

Since the only other option for her was to die out at sea, she decided to stay for the time being. But she didn't know how long she would have to stay on the island.

What was Wayne plotting? Would he t