Chapter 1192: 624: Extra Story: The Big Bad Wolf Holds the Little White Rabbit 2

"Alright, let’s not talk about this here." Chester smiled gracefully. Alice glared at him. What did he mean by not talking about it here? Was he planning to talk elsewhere? She had no desire to hear his boring words.

Chester held Alice’s hand, "Sit down, take a break."

Alice shook off Chester’s hand, saying coldly, "I don’t want to sit with you." She spoke mercilessly.

This time Chester didn’t stop her. He nodded, "Alright, if you need anything, just let Keith know."

Alice walked away without looking back, sitting diagonally across from Chester. The private plane had only six seats, and Alice chose the seat furthest away from Chester. All the seats could be flattened into beds.

Keith quietly approached behind Chester, whispering, "Boss, it looks like Miss Alice intends to keep a ’frosty’ relationship with you."

Chester took the red wine Keith handed him, leaned back against the chair, and gazed at Alice’s back with a slight smile on his lips. "That’s none of your concern... Is everything on the island ready?" Chester lowered his head and took a sip of wine.

Keith nodded, "I’ve given the instructions. Everything is done as you ordered."

"Good. Give her a blanket; it’s a bit chilly in the cabin, and she’s always been afraid of the cold."

"Yes."

Watching Alice accept the blanket Keith handed her, Chester leaned back into his chair, leisurely closing his eyes, still wearing a faint smile.

Alice took a nap on the plane, and when she opened her eyes, she was faced with a handsome face in close proximity.

"Ah..."

Alice cried out, immediately sitting up straight, clutching the blanket tightly around herself. "What... what are you doing?"

Who would have thought Chester would be sitting right beside her, staring at her, making her jump the moment she opened her eyes.

Chester raised an eyebrow, "Am I really that scary?"

Alice stood up, still holding the blanket, and looked around. "Has the plane landed?"

"Yes, we’ve arrived at our destination."

Alice smacked her forehead in annoyance, "I actually slept for so long."

Chester got up, his tall figure upright and handsome, smiling as he said, "Is it that being with me always lets you sleep so soundly?"

Is there really someone so shameless in the world?

Alice was about to retort when Chester had already started walking. "Let’s go. You were sleeping so soundly; I couldn’t bear to wake you. It’s already late, and we need to get to the island soon."

The island?

Chester took Alice to a dock.

The sunset was descending, its afterglow scattering across the sea, creating a shimmering and warm sight.

Alice was involuntarily captivated by the beautiful scene before her, and her perpetually indifferent expression finally revealed a knowing smile at that moment.

"This sea is the Florida sea. Watching the fiery sunset gradually sink below the horizon is a scene played out here every day... If you like, I can watch this sunset with you every day." Chester had unknowingly come to Alice’s side, naturally putting his arm around her.

Alice was momentarily stunned, breaking away from his hand as her expression quickly returned to one of aloofness. She distanced herself, saying, "We came to Florida?"

Chester didn’t mind her distance. He nodded with an "Mm."

"Is this America?"

Chester nodded.

Alice glanced around and asked, "Where are you taking me?"

Chester stepped forward and took Alice’s hand, "You’ll know once we get there."

Alice still reacted strongly, almost pulling away the moment Chester’s hand touched hers, coldly saying, "I can walk on my own."

Chester smiled without saying anything, heading toward a yacht.

Alice followed in silence.

Chester jumped onto the yacht, reaching out to help Alice up.

Alice glanced at the golden sea dyed by the sunset, asking, "Where exactly are you taking me?"

"Foam Island."

"Foam Island?"

Chester nodded, "It’s Howard Geoffrey’s island. I borrowed it from him. I heard he once won over Becca’s heart here and also got married to Becca here." As he said this, Chester gazed deeply at Alice. "I hope this place can bring me the same fortune."

In the face of his serious expression and gentle voice, Alice responded with indifference, "I suppose it could also be called your heartbreak island!"

She had heard of this island...

Indeed, as Chester said, it was once where Howard Geoffrey and Becca cemented their relationship. She had heard Becca say the island was beautiful, the romantic place every woman dreams of. Howard Geoffrey and Becca invited her to the wedding, but at that time, she had to care for a comatose Chester, so she didn’t attend.