It was her first time pointing a gun at an enemy. Saying she wasn’t nervous would be a lie.
The door swung open, and Logan raised his hands in surrender, looking at Ella helplessly.
"The plane is out of fuel. Actually... we should’ve refueled back on the research island, but I was too nervous and forgot."
Ella nearly coughed up blood. They had been flying for barely half an hour, and they were already out of fuel? Was he messing with her?
"Logan! If you’re lying to me, you won’t die a good death!"
"If you don’t believe me, come and see for yourself!" Logan sighed in frustration. "If we keep flying , we’ll run out of fuel in just a few minutes, and the plane will be forced to land."
Ella took a deep breath. Seeing Logan’s sincere expression, she had no choice but to believe him.
"Logan, you need to understand—Mason has already been drugged by Dr. Scott. Even if he recovers, he might suffer some aftereffects. Going back to the Scott family now won’t do you any good. Once Isaac’s crimes come to light, it will be a major scandal. The Scott family won’t stay in power for long before they fall."
Her voice was cold and sharp.
Logan’s face turned pale, and he nodded. "I know. Mason and I are cousins, but... you have to understand, I only know how to fly a plane. I don’t have anything to do with all of this!"
Ella scoffed. "Get down. If you try any tricks, I’ll blow your head off."
At that moment, she looked like a fierce bandit, her sharp gaze making Logan nervous. He had been a law-abiding citizen for over thirty years and had never even seen a real gun up close.
"I understand. I won’t try anything, Miss Davis. You can rest assured."
Logan spoke cautiously.
He knew at least a little about Ella’s character.
Ella unbuckled the seatbelt around the sleeping Elias. The little boy woke up immediately, rubbing his eyes.
"Mommy, are we home yet?"
Ella sighed and shook her head. "Not yet."
She picked him up and carried him off the plane. Their aircraft had landed on the sandy shore of a deserted island.
The surrounding islands were undeveloped. Logan had intentionally landed near the coast rather than the center, fearing that the jungle might be home to unknown wild beasts. If they were attacked, the situation would only worsen.
As Ella and Elias stepped off the plane, Logan sat idly nearby, playing with the sand.
Elias, curious about the unfamiliar man, displayed his childlike innocence and tried to run over to talk to Logan.
Ella stopped him immediately.
"We’re in trouble. We didn’t bring anything with us. If no one finds us... are we just going to starve to death here?" Logan muttered, frowning.
Ella’s heart clenched.
"No, someone will come... Eric will come."
She had to believe that.
No matter what, she had to hold on to that hope. Who knew? Maybe Eric would appear in the next moment.
"Mommy, why is no one here? Isn’t this Uncle’s island?"
Ella shook her head. "No, this isn’t his island. There’s no one here, but it’s dangerous. You have to stay close to Mommy and not run around, okay?"
Elias nodded obediently, but his big eyes wandered restlessly, scanning his surroundings.
The island was covered in dense forests and wild grass.
There were no paths, no signs of human habitation.
Ella stood under the warm sun but couldn’t suppress a shiver.
The wind was so cold it felt like it was peeling her skin away.
Logan noticed her reaction and cleared his throat. "There’s a jacket in the plane’s cabin. It’s a bit dirty, but it’s sturdy and warm."
Ella frowned, eyeing Logan with suspicion.
The Scott family—none of them were good people.
"You don’t have to stare at me like that. If you don’t trust me, you can take Elias and get it yourself. My cousin is a terrible person... I know he’s done a lot to ruin Logan’s reputation, but... I’m not him."
Ella hesitated. If she kept getting colder, she would likely catch a cold. If she fell ill, she wouldn’t have the strength to take care of Elias. And if Logan decided to turn against her, she wouldn’t have the energy to fight him.
Thinking of this, she finally took Elias and retrieved Logan’s slightly dirty jacket from the cockpit.
Once she put it on, she instantly felt much warmer.
Elias looked at her curiously. "Mommy, why are you wearing Uncle’s jacket?"
"Mommy was cold, so I had to."
"But why isn’t Daddy here yet? We’ve been waiting so long! Why isn’t he coming?" Little Elias pouted, frustrated. He hadn’t seen his dad or little brother in so long, and now, at such a crucial moment, they were still nowhere to be seen.
"Your daddy will be here soon," Ella said firmly.
As she stepped off the plane with Elias, Logan glanced at her before chuckling awkwardly. "Still... looks pretty good on you. Heh."
Ella ignored his foolish laughter.
But she remained on guard.
"Go find us some food. Preferably some wild rabbits—roast them for us to eat." She spoke indifferently.
Logan hesitated. "Miss Davis, I’ve never hunted before. Besides... are there even rabbits here? I’m afraid I might attract some wild beasts instead, and that would be trouble."
Ella didn’t respond further, instead taking Elias to play at a distance.
She was testing this man.
If he was truly experienced, hunting shouldn’t be difficult for him—unless he was deliberately hiding his real skills.
He grabbed a sturdy tree branch, slung it over his shoulder, and trudged into the forest, hoping to find something edible.
But after circling around, all he managed to startle were a few birds—no sign of any rabbits.
This wasn’t Country S. On an island , it was more likely to have large wild beasts than small game.
A sudden wave of unease washed over Logan.
Somehow, he realized—he couldn’t find his way back.
Finding food was now the least of his concerns. Logan carefully oriented himself, deciding to walk in a straight line toward what he hoped was the right direction.
With each cautious step, the grass beneath his feet rustled.
The trees here weren’t too dense, and there was still plenty of light filtering through. Logan silently prayed that nothing unexpected would happen, keeping his movements as careful as possible.
He had no idea how long he had been walking when—
Suddenly, the grass beside him shifted.
Cold sweat broke out all over Logan’s body. But when he steadied his gaze, he saw—
A vibrantly colored snake.
Logan sucked in a sharp breath and immediately bolted toward the shore.
Snakes with such bright colors were usually the most venomous—he wasn’t about to take any chances.
Seeing Logan return in a panic, Ella’s expression darkened, and she instinctively pulled Elias into her arms. But there was no sign of the giant beast she had imagined.
"I nearly died! Nearly died!" Logan was drenched in sweat. "There was a venomous snake—I can’t go back there..."
Ella didn’t know whether to laugh or sigh.
Expecting someone like him to find food? That was clearly impossible.
"Elias, let’s go find something to eat." Ella’s voice was soft.
They had barely eaten half of their breakfast before Isaac barged in. Now, their stomachs were growling again.