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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.

his grim briefing, "That's why those elites panicked when you showed up on Inner Island last time.

you'd cut into their resources. No one's rattled their cages like this

you've got something that makes the common folk want to rally

a new dynasty, and that means slicing up the

shots

his next move. He had to make a

I'll wait for you here. If you make it back, maybe I

leave this godforsaken island."

rolled up the car

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

front seat couldn't

Porter family last night are

storm's brewing over

temples. His priority now was

Island. The tolls

dark cloak,

watched the passing scenery, his hand tightening

was Patric

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sees in her. How che treated an outsider like

open, she propped herself

maid saw her awake, her attitude shifted

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

carelessly thrown in front of Maja. The bowl held a sloppy gruel that

and

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

Inner Island?

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had Patric