"You can keep the mobile phone all the time. You can call when the storm stops..."
Could she hold the cell phone all the time?
Thera looked suspiciously at Cyril. He had washed up and was wearing a bathrobe with a silver hem. The lapel was loose, and the black hair was messy. It was an unspeakable temptation.
"Now that you have got what you want, do you want to repay me?" Thera said distrustfully, "Who knows whether it is temporary or there is no signal forever!"
Cyril snorted: "Since I promise you, there is no need to cheat." "You can use it to contact your family, but if you try to escape, you will die!"
The next day, it was sunny.
The sky was particularly blue after the rainstorm. Because Thera was too tired the night before, she slept soundly all night and didn't wake up until dawn. She opened eyes and found that the man beside her was gone, felt a lot better.
The sun shone through the window and everything was full of vitality.
She opened the French window of the terrace and went out. The air was fresh. The gardener and servant were trimming the flower bed downstairs.
Hearing the sound of opening door, the servant looked up and saw Thera: "Miss, you are awake, and the soup is prepared downstairs. Are you coming down to drink or I will take it?
She was more concerned about: "Where is your young master?" "As soon as the rainstorm stopped, the young master left early in the morning." Seeing that the place where the helicopter was originally parked was empty, Thera was sure that he had really left.
She was relieved and went back to the bed and took out her cell phone from under the pillow. Sure enough, the cell phone already had a signal.
She was in deep thought. Who could come here to save her? Maybe he didn't give her a chance to escape easily or maybe he set a trap. But she must go. The first thing was to find out where this was? She held her mobile phone and wanted to call her family to say that she was safe.
Thera hesitated for a moment and realized that another thing was more important.
After lunch, she said she wanted to go to the seaside. On the way, Thera took pictures of the scenery along the way, blue sky, sea, coconut trees, and those beautiful flowers that could not be named.
There was a kind of unknown blue flower on the island, beautiful and enchanting. Thera had never seen it before. Thinking that it may be a precious variety, she asked the servant, "What kind of flower is it? It is beautiful. I have never seen it before."
The servant shook his head and said, "I don't know. It's the first time I've seen it on the island... It's all over the mountains and fields. You can see a lot."
She took a close-up of flowers with her mobile phone. The servant asked curiously, "Do you like these flowers very much?"
"Yes."
"You must also like the island?"
"Of course, the scenery here is beautiful and relaxed."
The flowers and scenery taken by Thera were actually used for other purposes. How could the servant know?
In the evening, the servant received a call from the assistant. In the future, she needed to regularly report to the assistant of Cyril Norman about the situation of the lady.
"Miss is in good condition today. In the afternoon, I took her to walk around the island and take some pictures..."
"Nothing else?"
"What else? Just eat and read... It's normal as usual."
Thera sat on the toilet and took out her mobile phone. She had downloaded social software from her mobile phone and uploaded photos taken during the day.