Female Novel
Chapter 1472
She stood rooted to the spot for about twenty minutes, the cars and their shadows all but vanished,
leaving her feeling stiff all over.
It was only when a hand landed on her shoulder and gave it a reassuring pat that she snapped out of it.
It was Quentin.
"What's up?" he asked.
Maja blinked back to reality. "Didn't I ask you to wait inside?"
"You are absent for so long, so I thought I'd check on you."
Maja walked back into the room and grabbed a baseball cap, placing it firmly on her head.
"Quentin, I've got to step out for a bit. Can you keep an eye on Patric for me? He's running a high fever,
not in his right mind, and can't take care of himself. I'd really appreciate it if you could look after him for
a while."
"When will you be back?"
"I don't know."
A frown creased Maja's brow. She had to find out who those people were, and if the man they had
taken was indeed Ian.
If it was, she had to save him.
It meant going undercover.
A shadow passed over Quentin's eyes. Those people from Inner Island were up to something, causing
a ruckus in Middle Island in the dead of night.
If Maja recklessly followed them, and something happened to her, who would he turn to for that jellyfish
seal?
So he couldn't let Maja go off on a suicide mission.
"Maja, those were Inner Island people."
"How do you know?"
"License plates. Outer Island, Middle Island, Inner Island, they all have different plates. The power
dynamics in Inner Island are complex, controlled by a few families, and they're the only ones who can
carry guns. If you mess with them, you might not make it back alive."
"I'll be careful, Quentin. Please take care of Patric."
It felt a bit shameless to dump this on him, but Patric truly needed someone.
Quentin's brow furrowed, silently cursing the people who had stirred up trouble tonight. His contacts
hadn't yet provided clear intel, and he needed to keep Maja here.
But Maja, already caught up in matters concerning Ian and suspecting that he might have been misled,
was anything but calm.novelbin
She shrugged off Quentin's hand and darted off in the direction the cars had disappeared, even hailing
a taxi.
"Damn it!"
In the blink of an eye, she was gone.
Quentin, furious, whipped out his cell and made a call.
"Have you figured out why these goons came to Middle Island to stir up trouble?"
"Mr. Gellar, it's the Porter family. Oliver Porter, the eldest son, he's gone rogue."
"Over this?"
The Porter family was one of the big names on Inner Island. Oliver, as the heir, was expected to marry
into another powerful family, but his sex orientation were... unconventional. He preferred men,
something absolutely forbidden on Forbidden Island.
Not just frowned upon, but punishable by death.
When the scandal broke within the families, Ralap Porter had almost disowned Oliver on the spot. After
all, the Porter family wasn't short on heirs.
Oliver had agreed, slowly taking over family business affairs. But tonight, of all nights, he dared to flee?
Forbidden Island was a closed ecosystem; no one ever left. Where could he possibly go?
Foolish.
And to cause such a commotion, it had to be more than a simple escape.
Quentin's lips curved slightly. "Oh? What else did he do?"
Quentin had his fingers in all sorts of pies, dealing with the families from the shadows. No one knew his
true identity, but he knew their secrets. The residents of Forbidden Island were like puppets in his
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In short, brainwashing.
"Mr. Gellar, Oliver stole the family seal from the Porter household, and he took a prisoner with him."
Quentin's brow furrowed again. What was Oliver up to?
No matter. It wasn't his concern. He needed that jellyfish seal.