Chapter 239

"It's cream cake." "Finally, something edible!" "Oh my god, thank heavens!" … The guests were practically moved to tears. They’d been starving for so long, and now they were all about ready to pass out. If they didn’t eat now, they’d have to wait till tomorrow afternoon to leave the island—and nobody knew if breakfast or lunch would be edible either. Tonight, hunger was guaranteed if they passed up on this. So yeah, that cake? Literal lifesaver. The servants served each guest a portion of the cream cake. Inside a clear crystal bowl, layers of fresh fruit, whipped cream, sponge cake, and jam were stacked so beautifully it looked like art. The smell hit first—sweet cream blending with fruity aromas, making mouths water on the spot. Claire Richards had always had a soft spot for these little cakes. And it wasn’t just her—everyone was digging in. She picked up her spoon and scooped a bite, held it near her lips, then paused. Why was only the dessert normal? Could there be something sketchy