Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

Beck trailed a few paces behind Maja, taking the opportunity to fill Dylan in on the news that Cynthia, the woman imprisoned on

the island, was still alive. Dylan's expression was a mix of surprise and concern as he rasped a warning.

"Keep a close eye on her."

By 'her’, he meant Maja.

"Don't worry, Dylan," Beck reassured, waving him off before hastening to catch up with Maja.

The man standing beside Dylan crossed his arms, his brow furrowing in confusion.

"Is she really your sister?"

The awkward tension between the two was far from familial.

Dylan let out a sigh, considering his own checkered past. The fact that she wasn't cursing him out was a stroke of luck in itself.

"The Olsons really don't care about what's on that island?"

The man beside him was Abner, who had also caught wind of the secrets buried on the island through his collaboration with the

Sanders.

His eyes narrowed, a shadow passing over them.

"I'm not as ambitious."

"But you've got people to protect, haven't you? You've seen the laboratories on that island. No one knows what they're

might hit someone you care about. The Olsons have a stake in Windhelm and across

down will naturally target your loved ones. My father was powerful, and now he's

who the next victim of this poison

caused such a stir because it harbored international contraband pills.

illegal

desperate to uncover the island's sinister

seemed persuaded by this argument,

firepower support, but

was all

a hand, his face

protection must be

ruthless, having clawed his way to power over

different side

texts from a certain lady

did so wished

comment, Abner's face twitched

Beck arrived at the island's underground chamber by helicopter. The place was swarming with

was heavily guarded, layers of security inside

forewarned, the sight of the charred remains and scattered limbs hanging

had been made,

War was brutal.

now silenced in death weighed heavily on

beside her, taking a

day after you left, international teams arrived in droves to deal with the bodies,

Whoever set

bred by powerful families, never