Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

K tapped his fingers in the air, a subtle gesture aimed at the person beside him.

"Where's Quentin?"

"His stepdad pulled him away. The whole Forbidden Island is in chaos, and that man is furious. Whatever punishment Mr. Gellar has

in store for him, it's probably going to be..."

That man was ruthless, and he wouldn't let Quentin off the hook.

Quentin had lent a hand to lan and Maja, and now the island was in disarray.

K's lips tightened slightly. "Find out what's happening with Quentin."

"Right away."

Quentin needed to be stopped from causing further chaos. Otherwise, lan and Maja might actually make a break for it.

K was no longer sure of their exact whereabouts. He had people searching for Patric's location, but Patric wasn't with Maja.

He had promised to bring Maja to Patric.

But with Quentin meddling, and the influence of others creeping in, K was feeling the strain.

Unless that man got in touch with him.

As if on cue, his phone rang.

A deep voice cthrough from the other end.

"Quentin told lan about the tunnels location. The exit is about fifty meters above sea level; it's a spot prone to accidents."

K raised an eyebrow, a crooked smile forming.

Quentin's stepfather, and it seemed he had caught on to Quentin's

lifesaving tunnel's secret was out, what other secrets did Forbidden Island

"How's Quentin?"

"Paying the price."

what that punishment

man, in his fifties, hung up after

has passed out. Do

they went through with it all,

"Continue."

devoid of mercy,

Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest

servant bowed their head, saying

room and activated the cameras hidden throughout Forbidden

him, recorded every move of

lan were here,

It was Cynthia.

Cynthia's subterranean cell were lined with over a

of privacy in the

man's fingers caressed the screen, his

in here deserved to be

a cold sneer, and he reached for

"Cynthia."

underground cell, confirmed he was the one keeping Cynthia

herself sat quietly on the bed, blind and

could hear his voice, precisely the sound projected through the

within her body

Maja's presence, now looked up, her head turning in

to respond, she lay back down,

"Cynthia, tfor dinner."

respond, just leaned against the