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

got the gall to cause such a ruckus on Middle Island?" Ralap

consult with the other families. We must deal with

of

they planned for lan.

"Understood, boss."

contact the Elder; tell him we have an urgent

the families. Quentin was much more than a collaborator like BLACK

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

set the rules that governed Forbidden Island for centuries, and his

at stake, they turned to

that K's men had made their move. He had

launched in the Forbidden Island, which was a blatant disregard

Quentin mused darkly, wiping the blood from his

forces, and eliminate K's

things this far,

cby helicopter. At least thirty have been sighted so far,"

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

Elder."

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

well.

I want to see if K has

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

watched helicopters swarm

waters were under lockdown; no vessel would pass by for days, so their operations

obliterated the island, he would

lan, and the Holy Daughter.

stumbled upon her trail, and

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

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

to those

his expression morphed into the warm and gentle mask he