Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

The tension in the grand hall was palpable, with everyone's eyes fixed on BLACK.

Timothy gripped his firearm, his eyes alert and piercing, as if ready to pull the trigger the moment he got a clear view of BLACK's

face.

At this knife-edge moment, a voice at the door pierced the silence.

"Boss, the Elder has arrived."

No sooner had the words hung in the air than a figure stepped through the doorway.

The newcomer wore a mask, yet it was evident he was a young man.

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Timothy immediately stood up.

"Elder, what brings you here today?"

Quentin's gaze shifted between Ralap and BLACK, his brow furrowed with concern, "What's going on here?"

Without hesitation, Timothy explained his suspicions.

"Elder, that's the situation. Fortunately you're here. You know the gentleman, so you might verify his identity for us."

clever ploy to

BLACK hadn't been replaced by lan, then Timothy would have offended

one to offend

Quentin were in cahoots; there would be no

further ado, Quentin

lan, he swiftly

stiffened momentarily, then he readjusted the hood, almost reflexively as

hadn't registered the action.

could see lan's partially

hood, the face was once again

found a seat and settled

get

a sip of the tap water from a glass beside

heart skipped a beat, and

just making sure

bowed in lan's direction, "My apologies,

remained silent, his eyes lingering on

been searching for, the one who had been

families with such ease.

hinted at

present, we've made a fool of

our brains become, my

lan a cup of tea with a smile,

rim of the cup; the Elder's

seen his face, the Elder had chosen