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"I'll make it back alive."

With those words, lan directed his companions to find a safe and secluded spot, leaving a few to watch over Oliver.

Oliver sat there; as the tension got the better of him, he couldn't help but blurt out a warning:

"Look, there's this guy named Robin Bradshaw, who is from the Bradshaw clan over on Inner Island. We're on good terms, so if you sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

run into any trouble you can't handle, maybe he can throw you a bone. But lettell you straight, you've been to Inner Island. You

know those families are nothing but a bunch of self-serving sharks. You're bound to hit a wall of trouble there. And your girl, if she's

just average, maybe she'll slide under the radar. But if she's a knockout? They won't let her be, trust me."

lan's gaze turned icy, sending Oliver stumbling a few steps back in fear.

"What are you glaring atfor? You know the drill. The social ladder's been set in stone for ages. Those big family folks do as they

please, and no one bats an eye. They're law unto themselves. To them, any woman with a hint of beauty's just a potential

mistress."

Harsh as it was, Oliver was merely stating the bitter truth.

For centuries on Forbidden Island, wealth had stayed in the hands of the sfew, with no way for the common folk to climb the

ranks.

The powers that be wouldn't have it any other way. After all, they needed these people to keep the island running, even if it meant

selling their souls.

lan loaded his gun with a steady stream of bullets.

elites panicked when you

rattled their cages like this

the common folk want to rally behind you. If you

and

arrogant big shots

his gun, contemplating his next move. He had to make a trip to Inner Island - that much

at the sky, saying, "lan, I'll wait for you here. If you make it back, maybe I

leave this godforsaken island."

up the

Forbidden Island was the communication blackout. Otherwise, he'd have had his people here

front seat

last night are powerful,

brewing over Forbidden

massaged his temples. His priority now was to find

Island. The tolls were steeper, and

lan's dark cloak, their demeanor shifted to

watched the passing scenery, his hand tightening on

Patric

Maja awoke to daylight

care of the lady inside; she's an

get what the boss sees in her.

eyelashes fluttered open, she propped herself

awake, her attitude

'em, princess. Tto eat, unless you're too

and spoon were carelessly thrown in front of Maja. The bowl held a

and the maid snorted

you're tight with Mr. Patric. Here on Inner

Inner Island?

was on Inner

had Patric