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Timothy didn't waste a second before he set things in motion.

Patric remained rooted to the spot, his gaze fixed in the direction where lan had vanished, a flicker of murderous intent crossing his

eyes.

Inside the restaurant, only lan and Quentin were seated.

Quentin didn't speak, nor did he touch any of the food laid out before him.

lan also leaned back into his chair silently, with a casual, yet piercing gaze resting upon Quentin.

The atmosphere was quiet, yet charged with an unspoken tension.

After a while, Quentin tapped his fingers on the table, which broke the silence.

"Got beef with Kevin?"

"Something like that."

"There are two factions that have entered the island. One is Kevin's. The other, which landed ten minutes ago, is yours, right?"

lan remained silent, but his eyes, which exerted a subtle pressure, spoke volumes.

Quentin chuckled coldly, "Ten minutes ago, huh? That's when I covered for you. lan, you sure know how to play your cards."

lan had been investigating the power behind Forbidden Island but had hit a wall; the person was too well-concealed and never

showed their true face.

Today, he finally met the man behind the curtains, and this enigmetic figure was unexpectedly on his side.

lan was well aware that his arrival had thrown Inner Island into chaos; his previous emergence had united the powerful families

against him.

him, and willing to turn a blind

dipped his finger into the condensation on his glass, lan slowly wrote a word on the

one glance

he gone against his adopted father's

to rule Forbidden Island, and masterfully manipulated the powerful

something felt

the way Maja looked at him, with such fondness

missed seeing her, distraught with grief, sifting through ashes for bones. No one had

was no stranger to wrongdoing, and he

else's opinion, yet Maja's mattered to

want her to know that the Quentin she wanted to protect had been deceiving her all

have revealed his true identity in front of her as she was beaten, which would

trust.

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done that. Instead, he even staged a play to let the persona of Quentin

her to

a piece, and although

sweetness.

must've been mad; he was walking towards

to show Maja the

away

even if the man didn't agree, he would still turn a blind

was aware of lan's reinforcements but hadn't stopped

napkin to wipe the moisture

did you contact the

brother gave us a note with an address where we

Forbidden Island. There was only

an eyebrow

to communicate with the outside world,

he, the puppet master of

his orders had been given ten minutes before, allowing his people to

lan well, but he was beginning to understand that this man's mind was