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

retreating figures, his

matter how lan disguised himself, he

so well that every subtle movement of lan was transparent to

BLACK had

and

offer to Quentin that

Incredible.

tightened, and his eyes were a fathomless

Timothy felt a shiver down his

is

Patric had shown his true capabilities the night before, Timothy no longer doubted him and knew he

this man.

family to the pinnacle of the Four Great

twisted smile played on Patric's

Do you truly think the Bradshaw patriarch has been content sitting beneath

these years?"

he was shocked by Patric's

was this man

fingers casually twisting as if they were breaking something

stand in my way. I plan to

of his ambition, Timothy felt his internal alarms

like

Patric had willingly

Timothy 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

the Four

guest.