C42 Retrouvailles

A Private Island in the middle of the Pacific.

The moment Vivian set foot on the shore, a bunch of security guys surrounded her like hawks.

"This is a private island; you must leave immediately," they sternly proclaimed.

Ignoring their tough talk, Vivian confidently declared, "I know it's private, but I'm here to see... Mr. Ivankov."

"Who the heck are you?" Vivian eyeballed the guards