Chapter 320

Chloe couldn’t be bothered. She just lay back down and went to sleep.

Diana curled up on her bed, still puzzled. Why hadn’t Uncle Connor given her his vote? Weren’t

they the closest out of everyone on the island? Even like Juztin and Faith, who, despite having no

romantic feelings, voted for each other out of friendship because of their close bond.

Could it be that Uncle Connor had found someone else here who made his heart flutter? Was it

Faith? Surely not Kalilah. The only person Diana never suspected was Chloe. First off, it was clear

they had a terrible relationship. Second, it was obvious Pax liked Chloe, so it seemed unlikely Uncle

Connor would be interested in his nephew’s crush.

Diana wanted to confront Connor and get some answers but didn’t have the guts. Their relationship

over the years wasn’t as the rumors suggested. Yes, Uncle Connor always looked out for her.

Everyone knew she was the apple of his eye. But only she knew that they hadn’t crossed into

romantic territory. She had always thought Uncle Connor was waiting for her to grow up, just like the

rumors said. He was always so kind to her, different from his usual cold demeanor. And he never

had any scandals with other women. But still, something felt off. There was no intimacy between

them, not even hand-holding. Yet, she had fallen in love with him a long time ago.

Now that she was an adult, she wanted to close the gap between them. Diana felt lost. It was late at

night. Without phones or any way to tell the time on this island, she had no idea how late it was.

Kalilah and Chloe were already asleep, but Diana couldn’t drift off.

She decided to go for a walk but froze just as she was about to get up. A hissing sound came from

the darkness, growing louder and more chilling. The tent had a small skylight, but the moon was

hidden by clouds, leaving the tent pitch dark. Diana had no idea what was going on. She stood up,

intending to check, when suddenly the moon broke through the clouds. A beam of moonlight shone

through the skylight, illuminating the center of the tent and the source of the hissing.

It was a massive cobra, its body a dark, ominous green, its head flat with a distinctive black pattern

above its eyes. Its scales were tight and smooth, reflecting the faint light. And at that moment, it was

raising its head, slithering toward Chloe’s bed. Diana felt her blood run cold. Her pupils dilated, her

limbs went stiff.

“Ah!” she screamed, shattering the night’s silence. “Snake, there’s a snake, Chloe, wake up!” Diana

snapped out of her shock, trying to warn Chloe. Kalilah woke up too, immediately understanding the

situation. She saw the snake, its head raised, just twelve inches from Chloe’s face…