Maja hadn't touched the watery oatmeal served to her.

The maid rolled her eyes and whisked the bowl away without a word.

"Just stay put in bed, honey. Nobody's here to wait on you hand and foot."

The door clicked shut, and it was only then that Maja cautiously slid out from under the covers.

Thankfully, her body felt unmedicated and strong.

Peering through the window, she realized she was trapped in a lavish estate, with faux hills and babbling brooks decorating the

grounds.

She tried to open the window, but it was sealed shut.

Next, she cto the door and tried pushing against it. It wouldn't budge, as it was locked from the outside.

Was she being held captive?

At least the room was spacious, complete with an en suite bathroom.

She returned to the bed. Uncertain of her current predicament, she was left with no choice but to wait.

Meanwhile, in the grand parlor of the Bradshaw estate, a steaming cup of coffee sat before Patric.

The Bradshaw patriarch, Timothy, now in his forties, had taken the reins of the family after the previous head passed away years

ago.

Recognizing the Patric's poise, Timothy watched him with a light chuckle. "So, Mr. Patric, you're interested in further business with

us?" he inquired with a smirk.

cup, Patric spoke

business would the Bradshaws be unaware of? Aren't you folks the best at

was a crass term

knew what the elite families were up to - a

like chattel. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of

as their value was nearly reduced to

a handsreward was offered. As a result, there was rarely any

the island existed solely to cultivate the children's innate talents, and those who showed particular promise

for greater

weren't as exaggerated as Quentin had described to Maja, but they were close

privy to these

somehow felt their unassailable status, and therefore

days ago, an Eric had appeared and was seized by the powerful

escaping

now here ca Patric, who looked eerily similar with

brute with a straightforward code, certainly not one to dabble in the

nothing like Eric. They couldn't

silent, his gaze

a while, he asked, "How many 'bipedal beasts' does Mr.

want twenty of the finest quality

when will we receive the promised medication

"One month's time."

Bradshaws will ensure

and left the

laced with skepticism, "Sir, can we

Patric arrives alone, and he's quite

set down his teacup with a cold laugh. "Whether he is reliable or not, the medication he speaks of is intriguing. It's

fails to deliver, he won't be leaving

fell silent,

competitive. Although they controlled all of Inner Island, yet they were clear that

held power above them - the

people every three months,

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