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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.

why those elites panicked when you showed up on

cages like this in a hundred years.

something that makes the common folk want to rally

a new dynasty, and

big shots wouldn't stand

his next move. He had to make a trip to Inner Island -

car, Oliver looked up at the sky, saying, "lan, I'll wait for you here. If you

leave this godforsaken island."

up the

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

driver in the front seat couldn't help but speak

last night are powerful, and there were too

a storm's brewing over

his temples. His priority now was to find Maja

Island. The tolls were steeper, and the checkpoints

sight of lan's dark

scenery, his hand tightening on the

was Patric

Maja awoke to daylight and

care of the lady inside;

don't get what the boss sees in her. How che treated an outsider

open, she propped herself up against the

the maid saw her awake, her attitude shifted to insolence

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

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

it, and the maid

just coz you're tight with Mr. Patric. Here on Inner Island, our families call

Inner Island?

was on Inner

Patric brought