As lan and Oliver were left alone, the tension in the room was palpable.

Ralap, a man known for his caution, had stationed guards outside of lan's dwelling since the night before.

It was a charade of protection that thinly veiled his true intentions—surveillance. Ralap was after the medicine, a valuable

commodity in their cutthroat world. Now that it was gone, his unease was evident, yet he knew better than to lay a finger on lan.

As soon as the door closed, Oliver stood up, and brushed off the invisible dust from his jeans in a gesture of readiness.

"So, lan, when are we making our move?" he asked, the casual tone belying the gravity of their situation.

lan's gaze drifted toward the window; dusk was only a few hours away. He had deliberately leaked his location to the hounds who

were baying for his blood. It didn't take a genius to figure out they were under K's command.

K's influence seemed to have spread even here. Undoubtedly, K was holding back for sreason—if not, they would have been

wiped off the map with a single bomb, rather than this elaborate hunt within the island's confines.

But tonight, K's men would come. And when they did, amidst the clash with Ralap's forces, lan and Oliver would slip away to find

Maja.

Oliver didn't wait for an answer; he knew the pattern of their conversations well enough. Together, they silently bid their time.

Two hours later, the calm was shattered by the distant sound of gunfire. Ralap sat erect in the parlor, sipping his tea. Upon hearing

the shots, he turned to his most trusted aide.

"Go check what's happening."

But before the aide could move, the sporadic gunfire turned into a cacophony of chaos.

"Boss, I'll cover you. We need to get out of here," the aide insisted as Ralap's expression soured. Had his enemies dared to

Middle Island so

got the gall to cause such a ruckus on Middle Island?" Ralap muttered angrily. "Take

consult with the other families. We must deal with this

to the resources of Inner Island's ruling families. They had to eradicate them

they planned for lan.

"Understood, boss."

Elder; tell him

'Elder' was Quentin, a man revered by the families. Quentin was much more than

held the keys to all of Forbidden

Forbidden Island for centuries, and his word was law. Now, with the island's

stake, they turned

aware that K's men had made their move.

Island,

darkly, wiping the blood from

island forces, and eliminate

enough to take things this far, Quentin was

helicopter. At least thirty

out if anything else has happened

Elder."

the organization had been lost since morning, and it was likely that K's men had seized the other Elders

well.

it then. Just fight. I want to see if K has the guts to destroy

in wait. Philip lounged on the deck of

on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels

would pass by for days, so their operations would remain

he would make it escaping

The island harbored Maja, lan, and the Holy Daughter. His agents at the Mental Hospital of

her trail, and Philip was astonished to find her

destroy the island—not yet. He wanted

he was too consumed by darkness

those

but quickly his expression morphed into the warm and gentle mask

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