The group cast wary glances at Nash's collection of assorted vials and jars, furrowing their brows with concern.

Jon backed away, throwing his hands up, "Dude, keep your distance. I swear you're a walking hazard. One wrong move, and you'll blow us both to kingdom come."

With a dismissive snort, Nash replied, "The volatile stuff is in a special container, man. Chill, no need to worry."

Robb, who had been silently following the conversation, finally spoke up. "We can't off Jay just yet. We're digging up some dirt on the Lampard family. It is all connected to Jay and gets ties to the Brooke family too. Let's keep him breathing a little longer."

After that, Nash reluctantly zipped up his backpack, clearly disappointed.

It was lucky for Jay to stay alive for more days.

After a beat, Nash unzipped his pack again, "Hey, if we can't finish him off yet, can we at least collect some... interest?"

Robb, who was nursing a cup of coffee, paused mid-sip and glanced at Rickon. Then he nodded, back at Nash's determined face, "Go for it."

Without another word, the two accomplices stood up and left, not even bothering to look back.

At three in the afternoon, the new guests for the reality show arrived.

The online audience was glued to their screens. They had their guesses about the male guest, but the female's identity remained a mystery.

The bullet comments were overwhelming.

[Where's Nathan? Why isn't he here yet?]

[I didn't know who this guy was, but after seeing the chat go wild, I checked him out. Total eye candy!]

[Can't wait to see Nathan and Astar hit it off!]

[Here we go, look! Someone's stepping out of the car!]

[Holy smokes, he's so sexy!]

[Oh my god, I'm swooning over here! That rugged charm is just my type!]

[I just noticed he's wearing Astar's favorite brand. Coincidence?]

[Wait, there's a woman with him. Who's that?]

[No freaking way, that's Karin! This is gonna stir up some drama!]

[Who's Karin? Someone fill me in!]

[Don't you know Karin? She's the youngest ever to win a Gold Record and happens to be the goddaughter of Amanda Lampard.]

[Mr. Lampard's sister in name? Never heard of her, but she's got a serene elegance.]

As the chat buzzed about Karin, Nathan was already making his way into the woods.

Being considerate, Nathan slowed his pace for Karin, who was not used to such rigorous activity. She was sweating profusely but didn't complain, determined to keep up with him.

After an hour of walking in silence, Karin could barely take another step and whispered, "Mr. Brooke, can we take a break? I'm exhausted."

"Sure," Nathan said, stopping to sit on a nearby rock.

He took a swig of water, and Karin couldn't help but stare at his profile, racing her heart.

Blushing, she looked down and murmured, "Mr. Brooke, I'm a big fan of your songs. We've shared the stage a few times."

Nathan turned to look at her sweat-drenched figure and asked in a deep voice, "Why did you sign up for this show?"

Caught off guard by the question, Karin stammered for a moment before replying, "My agent thought it would be a good opportunity, but honestly, I've always liked a bit of adventure. I just never had the chance."

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