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.

him. He remained still, but his peripheral vision caught BLACK rising to

figures, his

disguised himself, he

knew lan too well, so well that every subtle movement of lan was transparent to

had to be

seemed Quentin and lan were

possibly offer to Quentin

Incredible.

and his eyes were

a shiver down his spine at

is something

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

this man.

key to elevating the Bradshaw family to

smile played on

you truly think the

these years?"

as he was

this

as

to stand in my way. I plan to

the extent of his ambition, Timothy felt his internal alarms

sounded like Patric was

had willingly

said, "Produce that concoction first. If it works well, I'll

years, Timothy had avoided making enemies and had been biding his time, but his greed was

had long wished for the Bradshaw family to lead the Four Great Houses and

guest.