Hampton Jr. trekked through the dense forest, his eyes scanning the surroundings for any sign of human habitation. He had been searching for hours, but so far, he had found nothing.
"No signs of shelter, no footprints, no nothing," he muttered to himself, frustration etched on his face.
He stopped in front of a massive tree, looking around cautiously. "I'll come back and start from here," he vowed, his determination renewed. "I won't stop until I know the truth."
With a resolute stride, Hampton Jr. made his way back to where he had left his bodyguards. As he approached, one of them looked up at him with a mixture of curiosity and amusement.
"Boss, you mean you haven't caught anything?" he asked, chuckling. "It seems it isn't your lucky day."
Hampton Jr.'s expression turned grim, his jaw clenched in annoyance. "Let's go," he growled. "We'll come back soon."
The bodyguards exchanged skeptical glances but said nothing, following Hampton Jr. as he turned to leave. As they disappeared into the trees, the forest seemed to sigh in relief, its secrets still safe, at least for the time being.
Meanwhile, Bella and the girls were still enjoying their bananas, oblivious to the danger that had just passed them by. They chatted and laughed, their spirits high, but Bella's instincts still lingered, warning her that something was off.
She looked around, her senses on high alert, but saw nothing out of the ordinary. Shrugging it off, she turned her attention back to the girls, but the feeling of being watched lingered, refusing to be shaken.