The CEO's Unplanned Heir novel Chapter 1212

In the heart of the Caribbean, there was a speck of land where Tanya, stranded and desperate, scanned the horizon daily for a passing vessel to signal for rescue.

But the island was off the beaten track, untouched by the routes of ships, with not even a fisherman venturing near its shores.

The absence of the internet drove Tanya up the wall, leaving her feeling like a castaway from another era.

Her three servants chattered incessantly in a language foreign to her ears, making her suspect they might be uncivilized natives from some obscure tribe.

Mealtime brought dishes that were a far cry from the culinary delights prepared by her personal chef back home. Her servants' cooking skills were rudimentary at best.

These people seemed to have no longing for the outside world. They toiled the land, fished the seas, and harvested coconuts, finding joy in the simple life, as if this secluded island were their slice of paradise.

Only those cut off from civilization could be content with such existence, Tanya pondered.

Void of vehicles, the island's underground storage was stocked with supplies and medicine to last years.

The short-haired middle-aged woman, who played the role of a doctor, spoke the same tribal tongue as the rest. She might be some kind of shaman, handy for minor ailments, but nothing more.

Tanya suspected that Leopold had handpicked this island for investment purposes, building a house and setting everything up, only for it to become her prison. Shed resolved to win over one of the servants and turn them into a confidante. After all, once they managed to build a raft, she'd need someone to row, fish, and cater to her needs.

She had no intention of lifting a finger herself.

There were four others on the island besides her. One doctor and three servants, all women.

Servant number three caught her eye due to her exceptional fishing skills.

With a spear in hand, that servant dived into the sea and soon emerged with two sizable fish.