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

Middle Island so

who's got the gall to cause such a ruckus on Middle Island?" Ralap muttered angrily. "Take Oliver with you back

consult with the other families. We must deal

of Inner Island's ruling families. They

they planned for lan.

"Understood, boss."

the Elder; tell him

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

all of Forbidden Island's surveillance, and therefore he was privy to every

rules that governed Forbidden Island for centuries, and

turned to

men had made their move. He had expected a confrontation with K upon

Island, which was a blatant disregard for all

Quentin mused darkly, wiping the

forces, and

things this far,

thirty have been sighted so far,"

"Find out if anything else has happened within the organization besides the capture of

Elder."

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

well.

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

massive ships lay in wait. Philip lounged on the deck of

he watched

no vessel would pass by for

island, he would make it escaping the international

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

upon her trail, and Philip was

the island—not yet. He wanted

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

to those around

quickly his expression morphed into the warm and gentle mask he