Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

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

upon Middle Island

on Middle Island?" Ralap muttered angrily. "Take Oliver with

with the other families. We must deal with this external threat

the resources of

they planned for lan.

"Understood, boss."

him we have an

Quentin, a man revered by the families. Quentin was much more than a collaborator like BLACK to

held the keys to all of Forbidden Island's surveillance, and therefore he was privy

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

turned to

K's men had made their move. He

the Forbidden Island,

him?" Quentin mused darkly, wiping the blood from his

island forces, and eliminate K's

enough to take things this far, Quentin was ready to meet the challenge

cby helicopter. At least thirty have

"Find out if anything else has happened within

Elder."

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

well.

deepened. "Forget it then. Just fight. I want to see if

coast of Forbidden Island, a fleet of massive ships lay in wait. Philip lounged on the deck of

Gøøglᴇ to

pass by

the island, he would make it escaping the international

harbored Maja, lan, and the Holy Daughter. His

stumbled upon her trail, and Philip was astonished to find her

yet. He wanted to see her, to facilitate a

he was too consumed by darkness to lead, that his ruthlessness and

to those around

quickly his expression morphed into the warm and gentle mask he wore as Phelps