Chapter 502
- "Okay." Clara Beacham sat under the umbrella, weaving ropes and took a big sip of water, only to find that there were only four bottles of mineral water left.
- James Frazer finished the bamboo pole and walked over, taking the bottle from Clara Beacham's hand and gulping it down.
- "James Frazer, our fresh water might be running out today." Clara Beacham reminded.