Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

lan had returned to the core research lab, the very vial he'd taken now back in its rightful place.

Upon seeing 00 there, lan knew Summer's days were numbered. And, sure enough, news about Summer chalf an hour later;

ssaid his room was ablaze, and he hadn't made it out alive.

lan immediately sought out Sarah, asking her if she was satisfied with this outcome.

"Before the flames consumed him, someone took his sight; he probably had to wait, helplessly, as the fire encircled him. Doctor,

let's discuss our escape plan."

He'd been inside for too long, and Maja was waiting outside; she must be utter worried. It was tto destroy the research base

and clear his nin Windhelm.

Sarah, eyes scanning a collection of reagents, was about to speak when the ground gave a sudden shudder.

"Did you feel the group moved just now?"

lan hadn't noticed a thing. Frowned, Sarah's tone grew somber, "This base has been here for years. I used to dream of an

earthquake that would bring it all down."

But if an earthquake really were to hit, most here wouldn't survive. That tremor had unsettled her; she had always been sensitive

to such shifts.

you worried about an

stood firm for over a century without one. lan, you mentioned you have as many people as we

outside, right? The moment we leave, they need to be ready to cover us. Otherwise, escaping alive will

we'd be sitting

herself disappeared, the base would spare no

awakened to the reality of her situation. Before, she'd

why. Now she knew - she had

identity remained elusive, the most crucial piece of her past stubbornly

the so-called Sanders family, not even her

thing covered. What's crucial now is figuring out

hidden compartment filled

had she

experiments, little

wouldn't guarantee their

your people need to create chaos in every sector. The twenty chairpersons within the base have

a master password that

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their badges seemed an impossible

of the members. When Philip's face

I vetoed his chairman proposal once,

youngest chairman, and it had passed the executives’ resolution. His badge now was already pinned to

felt a surreal sense of disconnection - as if everything that had happened in Greenfield was but

now he couldn't

file, which held little of interest for the