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.

still, but his peripheral

his hand slowly

matter how lan disguised himself, he couldn't

every subtle

had to

Quentin and lan were in

offer to Quentin that would compel him

Incredible.

grip tightened, and his eyes were a

Timothy felt a shiver down his spine

Patric, is

the night before, Timothy no longer

this man.

the Bradshaw family to the

played

the Bradshaw patriarch has been content sitting beneath

these years?"

he was shocked

was this

as if they

swish to stand in

of his ambition, Timothy felt his internal alarms

it sounded like Patric was just

Patric had willingly exposed a

thoughtful pause, Timothy said, "Produce that concoction first. If it works well, I'll consider

avoided making enemies and had been

family to lead the Four Great Houses and had grown

guest.