The corners of Charles' mouth trembled slightly. To be honest, any man would think so, although it is very unrealistic.
Anna pushed Charles away with her hands and walked down the stairs with a hint of sourness in her voice. "If I find another man, you will probably understand how I feel now."
"Anna." Charles reached out and grabbed Anna's wrist.
"Actually, there is a reason for this. When I first came into contact with Elizabeth, I thought you were dead. Who knew you were still alive and that the situation would develop to this point."
Anna turned around suddenly and rushed towards Charles fiercely, forcing him to retreat. "Oh! So you mean to blame me?"
Seeing Charles had nothing to say, Anna turned and walked towards the stairs. "Forget it, I won't bother with a man who is someone else's concubine."
"Hey, where are you going? There are some places on the island where you can't go."
"I'm a little hungry, let me go eat someone."
"Tick... Tick..." In the dim prison of Hope Island, the sound of dripping water continued.
In a crowded cell covered with straw, a bald man in black and white prison uniform pressed his head against the iron bars, sniffing with an intoxicated look on his face. "Smell it quickly, the guy in the innermost cell is eating grilled fish today."
"Can smelling make you full? The more you smell, the hungrier you get. Go to sleep quickly. You still have to work tomorrow. If you don't do enough, you'll go hungry again."
The conversation between the two prisoners aroused the dissatisfaction of a shirtless burly man opposite him. He punched a thin man next to him in the stomach and started cursing.
"Damn it, we're all prisoners. He lives in a single cell, doesn't have to work, and eats delicious food every day. I want to escape from prison. I'll be the first one to rush in and kill him!"
"Killer Whale, if you have the guts, stop talking. I heard that the death row area is very spacious. Maybe you can go in and stay in a private room."
"Killer Whale" stood up suddenly and started cursing at a dirty dwarf next to him.
The exchange between the two sides was extremely intense, but it was limited to verbal arguments. This was an area for serious criminals, and they already had enough crimes on their shoulders. If they were to break out of prison, they would definitely be sent to death row.
Although they are prisoners, they are more informed than others think. Recently, the death row inmates on Hope Island have been taken away by an old man in a wheelchair for some kind of experiment.
They don't know what experiment requires the death row prisoners' help, but not knowing is the most terrifying thing, so much so that now the prisoners in the prison have become much more well-behaved.
The bald man who was smelling the fragrance fell limply on the dry straw and said hesitantly: "We have been arguing for so long, why hasn't the blue dog come in and knock on the railing with a stick? Are all the people outside dead?"
Just as the bald man said this, he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps. That was not the sound of the blue dog's long boots, but the sound of women's high heels!
"Swish!" He stood up straight, staring at the gate next to him. "Woman! There's a woman! I smell a scent!"
When they saw a woman in a gorgeous purple high-slit dress walking in on high heels, all the prisoners rushed to the fence excitedly.
Just as the whistles and howls sounded, they saw the red scorpion on the woman's neck. The excitement on everyone's faces quickly shrank, and they all jumped onto the straw in unison. The entire cell suddenly fell silent.
They had no choice but to be afraid, as a large number of them were captured by Alia.
"Who designed these boots? They deserve to be shot!"
Alia impatiently took off her high heels and rushed barefoot to the innermost cell.
The high-heeled shoe that rolled to the side was grabbed by a dirty hand and taken into the cell, and a fierce struggle was heard inside.
The door opened instantly, and a terrifying fish-man appeared in front of her, filling a pen with ink.
"Alia? Why are you here?" The fishman put down the pen in his hand and was about to go forward, but his movements were restricted by heavy handcuffs and shackles.
Dipper smiled bitterly, "You definitely don't recognize me, do you? If I say I'm Dipper, would you believe me?"
Alia rushed over quickly and skillfully opened the restraints on Dipper.
"Boss, hurry up. Most of the people on the island are attending the celebration banquet at the Governor's Mansion. My people have prepared the boat, and I have subdued the prison guards outside. Once you get out, you can take the boat directly to leave Hope Island!"
Looking at his former anxious subordinate, Dipper shook his head. He bent down, picked up the handcuffs and put them back on his wrists.
"Get out now, you'll get into big trouble if you do this."
"It doesn't matter! At worst I'll just continue to be a pirate."
Dipper sat down slowly, took a piece of paper with words written on it and handed it to Alia, saying proudly, "Look, I learned a lot of new words here."
"Charles said he would settle the score with you! You're just waiting to die here!" Alia's eyes turned red with anxiety.
Dipper lowered his head and put the paper in his hand on the low table beside him. "The captain won't kill me, I know."
"Why do you trust him so much? Boss, please hurry up. People around will react soon."
"Because he's my captain." Dipper picked up a painting next to him. It was a very bad painting.
The picture on it shows a crooked Narwhal, with various crooked human figures standing all over the ship.
The whole night passed in silence. On the sunny rooftop of Hope Island, Anna, wearing a bikini and sunglasses, lay on Charles' shoulder, enjoying a sunbath.
"I didn't expect you guys have sunglasses here. I've never seen this on other islands."
"The sunglasses belong to Audric. No one on this island would go out under the sun to die."
Charles gently stroked Anna's fair and soft belly with his hands. The two enjoyed this rare intimate moment.
After a brief moment of peace, Anna suddenly turned around, prostrated herself on Charles' chest, and pulled down her glasses with her slender white fingers.
"Actually... if you want me and Elizabeth to get along, there is a way."
Seeing Charles open his eyes instantly and stare at her intently, Anna smiled slightly and continued, "As long as you agree to one condition, I will not only forgive you for the past, but I can also play with you with Elizabeth."
"Are you jealous of Elizabeth's delicate concubines? As long as you agree to this condition, I can make them all your concubines. Even if you hold uncensored meetings in the Governor's Mansion every day, I will not stop you, I will even join you."
Charles knew what Anna's condition was from her eyes, he sighed, closed his eyes and lay down again.
Anna slapped Charles' chest with her palms in annoyance. "Really? Is it so difficult to give up looking for the surface? You have family above, and you have family below too! Aren't Twinkle and I your family?"
(End of this chapter)