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.

He remained still, but his peripheral vision caught BLACK rising

their retreating figures, his hand slowly

matter how lan disguised himself,

well that every subtle movement of lan was transparent to

had to be

Quentin and lan were in

what could lan possibly offer to Quentin that would

Incredible.

and his eyes were a

felt a shiver down his spine

Patric, is something

his true capabilities the night before, Timothy no longer doubted

this man.

elevating the Bradshaw family to the pinnacle

twisted smile played on Patric's

the Bradshaw patriarch has been content sitting beneath

these years?"

stiffened, as he was shocked by

was this

his fingers casually twisting as if they were breaking

but swish to stand in my way. I plan

of his ambition, Timothy felt

now, it sounded like Patric was just

had willingly exposed

concoction first. If it

had avoided making enemies and had been biding

for the Bradshaw family to lead the Four Great Houses and

guest.