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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."

and they were supplied exclusively by

business with BLACK, so as

year's trade rights,

at the offer, but now he had

those drugs, so the so-called trade rights were less valuable in his

Timothy began, with a tone tinged with feigned concern, "I must confess, Robin's been feeling

to spend this month

of the Bradshaw

frustration. He'd bent over

boiling point where

demeanor brightened instantly, "Sir, you've

nodded, and took a seat to sip tea with an

"After all these years, we still

that Ralap is here as well, it would be fitting for you to reveal yourself, sir. Especially since lan has recently

fox. If he were to

can’t believe Timothy was out

were to

family.

the Mister?" Ralap seethed, ready to vent his pent-up

exuding an aura

that I wish to pry into the Mister’s privacy. But

his revolver by methodically loading each bullet; the implied threat

then lan wouldn't

at the Mister, and his gaunt face

a wildcard, and all I want is to preserve the

kind of trouble that kid