Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

The shadowy philanthropist behind the scenes had indeed provided sanctuary for so many refugees that no one harbored any

doubts.

Besides, those who claimed they'd been taken to work on Wall Street were indeed intermittently sending dollars back home,

adding a veneer of truth to the tale.

lan squinted down at the smoggy, dismal environment below.

It was unbearable for him, but for those who'd lived in squalor, this place was a slice of heaven.

At the heart of it all, they'd even erected a statue of the great benefactor. It was said that people flocked there daily to pay

homage.

lan had gotten the lay of the land and, as dusk fell, made another round through the settlement.

Despite the semblance of freedom, surveillance cameras lurked in every corner, and patrols roamed the area.

Many hadn't retired for the night, chatting on the park benches, buzzing about the latest illness.

The people here had long suffered from disease, with a woefully inadequate healthcare system. Each outbreak claimed many lives.

Their fear was palpable as they spoke of the disease, their bodies trembling with dread.

lan regrouped with his team, and the news they'd gathered was consistent.

If there were no surprises, those who'd been taken to work on Wall Street were actually being taken to a research facility.

The facility had its standards for human subjects used in experiments; they were looking for individuals with specific talents or high

intelligence.

philanthropist had covered his tracks expertly. After all

itself.

map had been scouted,

who'd given him the map was certainly an insider at the

why would this person know about Forbidden

the research facility, it was

a place like the research facility,

Forbidden Island indicated that its master had wanted both

seemed to have connections with

nook of Forbidden

the secret passages and means of

what's our move

been investigated, and the research facility's location was

to infiltrate it.

assault would

wall, watching the people bustle by, a sly smile

"Let's head back."

could leave just

of the inhabitants ventured out daily, extolling the center's virtues to anyone who

the Nobel Peace

their praises, the welfare center's population ballooned, drawing in people from every

all wasn't worried about a population crisis, so there was no need for something as foolish

00 was already waiting

"Sir."

your skills, you'll be chosen

"Understood."

face remained stoic as he dismissed the others to speak with 00

won't cout. No one

regret?"