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

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today.

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

BLACK, so as to keep the

were offering half a year's trade rights, which was a significant

have jumped at the offer, but now he

so the so-called trade rights were less valuable in his

feigned concern, "I must confess, Robin's been feeling under the

to spend this month with Robin quietly in the chapel, paying respects to the

the

of frustration. He'd bent over

boiling point where

demeanor brightened instantly, "Sir,

seat to

he looked up with a smile. "After all these years, we still don't know

fitting for you to reveal

were to return in disguise, we'd all be none

can’t believe Timothy was

the elders. If Timothy were to speak out of turn, it could spell disaster for the

family.

are you questioning the Mister?" Ralap seethed, ready to

chuckled, exuding an aura of

of lan's past tricks, not that I wish

by methodically loading each bullet; the implied threat was

this man was lan, then lan wouldn't leave this

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

sir. lan's a wildcard, and all I want is to preserve the peace of

the kind of trouble that kid would bring to our shores. My