Female Novel
Chapter 1485
Breathing deeply to calm her nerves, she noticed Patric stroll in from outside.
She quickly shut her eyes, avoiding any chance of their gazes colliding.
Patric was aware she wasn't asleep; he’d just popped into the bathroom to wash the blood from the
back of his hand.
Maja had been feigning sleep, but the weariness was real, and soon enough, she drifted off into a
genuine slumber.
Meanwhile, Ian stood in his dark robe, looming over the cage which held Oliver captive.
At the forefront of the cage sat an old man, the venerable patriarch of the Porter family, who was
dressed in stark black casuals and whose gaze was filled with authority as he stared down at Oliver.
Oliver knelt in the cage, silent as the grave.
The man who had previously suffered Oliver's sharp tongue now basked in smugness, stirring the pot
in front of the elder.
"Grandpa, if we don't get the family seal back soon, I'm afraid Oliver will just hand it over to someone
else."
At the sound of these words, the old man's piercing gaze turned to Oliver.
"Where is the family seal?"
Oliver looked up, his face bearing a smile that didn't reach his eyes.
"Grandpa, until I officially step down from this position, I'm not obliged to tell anyone where the family
seal is."
Unless he made a grave mistake.
But what had he done wrong? He had simply fled the Porter household with the family seal, without
harming anyone else in the family – that couldn't be considered a grave mistake.
The patriarch's expression darkened as he turned to Ian.
Ian had been masquerading as an enigmatic character, who spoke little and thus didn’t need to say
much now.
Ian hadn’t gone to find Maja because he had to deliver a shipment of goods to the Porter family within
two days, and the deadline was today.
Without extracting the location of the goods from his impersonated identity, Ian knew the patriarch
would demand answers.
"Sir, what about the drugs this time?"
The old man indeed inquired. He was clearly more concerned about the shipment than Oliver.
Ian nodded slightly, and with an icy tone he said,
"They were hijacked on my way here to see the young master. It doesn't seem like the work of the
major families."
He knew that if he blamed the other families, suspicion would arise.
After all, BLACK held a high status among them, and aside from the one who secretly controlled the
major families, BLACK was the only one capable of producing such an amount of drugs. There was no
reason for the families to rob him.
However, the Porter family had been attacked in the last couple of days. Clearly that assault was not an
inside job, but due to an external force at play.
Ian now deflected the missing drugs onto this external force, leaving Ralap clueless about where to
start.
Ralap nodded, his face etched with concern.
"The Porter family has also been attacked recently; it must be outsiders who sneaked in. I'll consult
with others about this. I'm just glad you're unharmed, Sir."novelbin
Ian remained silent, merely gesturing a sign of acknowledgment.
Rising to his feet, Ralap said with a frosty tone,
"Oliver, come back to Inner Island with me."
Oliver hung his head, his voice hoarse.
"For what? To get married?"
"You don't have the right to refuse. Hand over the family seal, or it's time for the Porter family to find a
new head."
He had poured his soul into bettering the Porter family's fortune, only to find his efforts taken for
granted by the patriarch.
Now, simply because his orientation differed from the norm, he was treated as if he had committed an
unfathomable sin.
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His orientation harmed no one, so why couldn't society tolerate it?
He had always been a betting man.
"Grandpa, give me a few hours to think it over," he requested.
Ralap scoffed and left without another word.