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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 BLACK.

as to keep the distribution

the Porters were offering half a year's trade

past, Timothy would have jumped at the offer, but

capable of concocting those drugs, so the so-called

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

of my son. I'd like to spend this month with Robin quietly in the chapel, paying respects

of the

He'd bent over backwards, and yet Timothy

anger reached a boiling point where he was about

demeanor brightened instantly, "Sir,

seat to sip tea with an air

a smile. "After all these years, we still don't

well, it would be fitting for you to reveal yourself, sir.

he were to return in

flickered in Ralap's eyes; he can’t believe Timothy was out of line with

all, the Mister had connections with the elders. If Timothy were to speak out of turn, it could spell disaster

family.

you questioning the Mister?" Ralap seethed, ready to vent his

exuding an aura of

that I wish

fiddled with his revolver by methodically loading each bullet; the

then lan wouldn't leave

Mister, and his

all

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