Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

As dawn broke, a group of lan's men set out early.

lan reminded 00 to take a walk around the city, to keep a low profile, but to remain vigilant.

With her face masked and her cap pulled down low, 00 began to wander the bustling streets, blending into the urban tapestry.

Meanwhile, Philip and Phil arrived at their destination in the afternoon.

But they didn't head to the city of Cania; instead, they took a helicopter straight to the headquarters of the research complex.

The complex was situated in the heart of the world's most lush and complicated forest. On the surface, it was shrouded by dense

forests teeming with all manner of poisonous flora and fauna. Beneath this deceptive canopy lay the vast underground facility.

Initially, a few billion dollars were poured into this project, and now, decades later, the complex still gleamed as if brand new.

At the entrance, a retinal scanner verified the identities of the newcomers. Every thirty feet, these tests were repeated, all in the

effort to keep outsiders at bay.

In addition to retinal data, the final checkpoint included a gait analysis system.

The twenty-meter-long corridor they now faced was lined with cameras that compared the gait of each person entering against

previous records. Any discrepancy would trigger the gun turrets overhead into a barrage of bullets, and the guards stationed

nearby would quietly cto collect what remained.

not a single outsider had breached the research

without issue

hall spanned several thousand square feet,

here the staff were shackled with ankle monitors

and losing

Philip inquired of a nearby staff

replied, leading the way through a series of fortified walls to a secluded

was where the internal members of the complex resided. Philip knocked on the door with

mentor was an elegant middle-aged woman named Mandy. She had been with the complex for thirty years and was

contributed many strategies and becoming one of the

were

Philip greeted her

chair, a simple jade bracelet

back," she said, her face seemingly gentle, though her eyes lacked warmth as they moved over Philip

issue

a seat and preparing tea for himself, "But

from the Sanders family has been poisoned, nearly to death. Without the antidote from our complex, he's

a gift, the Jellyfish Seal,

that month, and the organization known as BK was the

seal with a light laugh, "It's a shI can't leave this place.

be desperate, to beg for

in her eyes was palpable as she clasped the Jellyfish Seal

pleased Philip;