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 so

it, who's 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 external

of Inner Island's ruling families. They had to

they planned for lan.

"Understood, boss."

him we have an

Quentin was much more than a collaborator like BLACK to them; he

sacrosanct, because he held the keys to all of Forbidden Island's surveillance, and therefore

that governed Forbidden Island for centuries, and his word was law. Now, with

turned to him for

Quentin was already aware that K's men had made their

but the assault was launched in the Forbidden Island, which was a blatant disregard for all the

him?" Quentin mused darkly, wiping the

all our island forces, and eliminate

this far, Quentin was

At least thirty have

bold move," Quentin noted. "Find out if anything else has happened within the organization besides the capture

Elder."

since morning, and it was

well.

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

lay in wait. Philip lounged

watched

pass by for days, so

if he obliterated the island, he would

harbored Maja, lan, and the Holy

her trail, and Philip was astonished to find her

couldn't destroy the island—not yet. He wanted to

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

to those around

into a smile, but quickly his expression morphed into the warm and