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

something might hit someone you care about. The Olsons have

will naturally target your loved ones. My

next victim of this poison will

because it harbored international contraband pills. With

illegal

was on edge, desperate to uncover

persuaded by this argument, leaning back

Olsons will continue to provide firepower support, but I'm not

all

a hand, his face

protection must

ruthless, having clawed his way to power over the bones of others. Yet, recent interactions

a different

frequent texts from a certain lady brought out Abner's brighter

who did so wished for him to

face

the island's underground chamber by

the area. The chamber was heavily guarded,

Maja grimaced. Even forewarned, the sight of the

jarring. Several clean-up attempts had been made, yet remnants of

War was brutal.

faces now silenced in

beside her, taking a deep breath and

in droves to deal with the bodies, stacking Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Findɴovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters

a house. Whoever set off those bombs, it was

nothing but livestock, bred by powerful families, never