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In the grand hall of the Inner Island, Ralap and Timothy had taken their seats.

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The families of Inner Island were intertwined in business affairs, yet each harbored a healthy dose of suspicion towards the others.

With the island's limited resources, maintaining stability often meant that someone had to draw the short straw.

None of the four ruling families were saints; all were vying for a larger slice of the pie. The long-standing peace was nothing but a

veneer.

The Porter clan had a rocky relationship with both the Earwood and Brown families due to the past conflicts. Only with the

Bradshaw clan had they managed to maintain a semblance of harmony.

Timothy was the epitof a fence-sitter, always attempting to offend no one. Sometimes he would prefer to take a small loss

rather than burn bridges.

Ralap had thought Timothy would be an easy nut to crack, but the previous night's genteel rejection had proved him wrong.

To pay a second visit was a tough pill for the old man to swallow, but with his adversaries ready to pounce at any moment, he

desperately needed to secure an ally.

"Mr. Bradshaw, if you stand with me, the Porters are willing to give up their pharmaceutical dealings for the next six months."

crucial for keeping their underlings in line, and they were supplied exclusively by BLACK. The families took

with BLACK, so as to

year's

would have jumped at the offer,

drugs, so the so-called trade rights

concern, "I must confess,

son. I'd like to spend this month with Robin quietly in

the

a surge of frustration. He'd bent over backwards,

his anger reached a boiling point where he was about to storm out, BLACK walked

demeanor brightened instantly, "Sir,

and took a seat to sip tea with an air of

smile. "After all these years, we still

would be fitting for you to reveal yourself, sir. Especially since

I've heard he's quite the cunning fox. If he were

believe Timothy was out of line with such an impudent

were to speak out of turn, it could spell

family.

Ralap seethed, ready to vent his

chuckled, exuding an

tricks, not that I wish to pry into the Mister’s privacy. But if

methodically loading each bullet; the implied threat was

then lan wouldn't leave

sharpened as he looked at the Mister, and his gaunt face betrayed a hint

and all I want is to preserve the peace of

to Ralap, he added, "You know the kind of trouble that kid would