Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

If lan died, what would happen to Maja?

Quentin had never been one for considering others too deeply, because his primary concern was always revolved around pleasing

his stepfather.

Yet, he couldn't shake off the scene where Maja sifted through ashes for remnants of bone. It played like a silent film over and over

in his mind.

"Elder."

"Elder?"

Someone was calling him, which stirred Quentin from his thoughts. He looked up, only to see Timothy standing before him.

"Elder, we've prepared lunch for you and the gentleman. Please, join us for a meal. I won't intrude any further."

Quentin stood up, and when he passed by Patric, he paused slightly.

That fool, who once had an air of simplicity, now had a gaze both sharp and shrewd.

This was his true face, wasn't it?

In the moment Quentin hesitated, Patric's eyes narrowed.

With minimal contemplation, he discerned the face behind the mask.

So, it was him.

but his peripheral vision caught BLACK rising

retreating figures, his hand slowly

matter how lan disguised himself, he couldn't

every subtle movement of

BLACK had to

Quentin and lan were

lan possibly offer to Quentin that would compel him to conceal

Incredible.

and his eyes

a shiver down his spine

is

capabilities the night before, Timothy no longer doubted him and knew he needed to curry favor

this man.

was key to elevating the Bradshaw family to

twisted smile played

a certain, persuasive concoction. Do you truly think the Bradshaw patriarch has been content sitting beneath an elder

these years?"

stiffened, as he was shocked by Patric's

was this man

twisting as if

in my way. I plan to remove

extent of his ambition,

sounded like

had willingly exposed

thoughtful pause, Timothy said, "Produce that concoction first. If

had been

family to lead the Four Great Houses and had grown tired

guest.