Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

In a nondescript town somewhere in North America, a man watched the scenes playing out on the video feed with a smirk.

The video showed Cynthia, along with sstrangers.

He could hear their hushed voices, a smirk playing on his lips.

He had a strong desire to control his former protégée, initially planning to whisk her away amidst the chaos.

But where else could he find a basement as perfect as this? It was the golden cage he had meticulously planned to imprison her in

since childhood, a labor of love, so to speak.

The people on the video seemed aware they were under surveillance, speaking in hushed tones and mostly communicating

through text messages on their phones.

The man watched the monitors, not the least bit worried. He knew Cynthia couldn't escape. As long as she was under his watchful

eye, he was in a good mood.

Watching a woman of such stature gradually lose her dignity and becso obedient was his crowning achievement.

His smile deepened at the sound of someone knocking on the door, announcing the arrival of visitors.

A frown creased his forehead momentarily as he left the room.

Upon reaching the living room on the first floor, he found Philip and his ever-present shadow, Phil, sitting in the parlor.

"What brings the two of you here?" he asked with a casual air.

Philip looked up at him.

confrontation with

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he and Summer were the only two with ties

for years he had been supplying the

place of influence within

with the research

Quentin would be the first to break

"Summer, where's Quentin?"

his face

of torture, died, and his body was dumped outside. Whether the bombs destroyed him

by the fate of the

an eyebrow in understanding,

you might have gone easy on him,

Summer was not one to show

had once shown weakness

and thus deserved her fate as a plaything

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all, in that place, no one shared information freely, and individual records were kept confidential, accessible only to

highest echelons.

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was talented and as ruthless

one knew why he suddenly sided with Maja, as

nature was

you here today?"

Philip stated with a smile, his gaze unwaveringly fixed on

explosion, he had learned of Cynthia's whereabouts on

place she could have

was Cynthia dead or