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

retreating figures, his hand slowly clenched into a

how lan disguised himself, he

lan too well, so well that every subtle movement

had to be

and lan were

offer to Quentin that would compel him

Incredible.

his eyes were a fathomless

felt a shiver down his spine at that

is

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

this man.

key to elevating the Bradshaw family to the pinnacle

smile played on Patric's

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

these years?"

was shocked by Patric's

this man

his fingers casually twisting as if they were

stand in my way. I plan to remove any and all

the extent of his ambition, Timothy felt

sounded like Patric was

had willingly exposed

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

avoided making enemies and had

Bradshaw family to lead the Four Great Houses and had grown

guest.