Chapter 1483
Maja had been strung up until the break of dawn, alone in the room with only a corpse forpany. No
one came to see her, not until the morning light seeped through the cracks and the door was finally
thrust open.
A figure walked in, cold and detached, slicing through the ropes that bound her with a switchde.
"Here''s a note from the kid," the person sneered. "Ha, the fool''s been torched."
Without another word, they left. Maja stood frozen, the buzzing in her head deafening. It took her
several seconds to chase after the figure.
"You''ve got the seal, haven''t you?" she called out.
"me the kid for babbling too much," was the dismissive reply.
The man climbed into a nearby car as Maja''s gaze fell upon a pile of still-warm ashes where a skeleton
she couldn''t afford to pass out now. They had let her go, and she needed to get out of there.
With a swift kick, she scattered the embers, retrieving the charred bones that belonged to Quentin. Her
hands turned ck with soot, and the heat from the smoldering ashes was intense, her fingers
probably blistering from the contact.
For ten minutes, she searched until she was convinced she had all of Quentin''s remains. Then, tearing
a strip of cloth from her garment, she wrapped the bones within it. Her feelings for Quentin weren''t
deep, but since waking up on Forbidden Ind, he''d been a constant presence, his quirks excused by
the harsh reality of their environment.
Maybe it was the pregnancy making her more sentimental, but she''d hoped to take him away from that
ce, solve his tattoo dilemma, and elevate him. Instead, she''d brought him to Middle Ind and led
him to his death, unable to even recover his full remains.
Numbly clutching the bundle of bones, she stumbled away. Her body was on the verge of copse after
hours of torture, and now she was running on sheer instinct.
She had to leave this ce.
As soon as Maja was out of sight, Quentin emerged from around the corner, staring at the ashes she
had disturbed. He wondered if her fingers were blistered from digging through them. A wave of irritation
surged within him, and he kicked the pile of ashes, scattering them even more. His frustration burned
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like a wildfire, threatening to consume him.
He remembered the sweet she had given him, a rare gesture that had touched him. He''d never really
tasted sweets; the only one he''d had as a child tasted of blood and bitterness. Maybe Maja''s sweet had
been different, but he''d given it away to that fool.
Quentin was lost in his thoughts. He kicked these things hard. It was not until it became more messy
here that he gasped and stopped.
The group of people standing behind him did not dare to say anything. They just lowered their heads in
fear.
Quentin finished venting and also touched the Jellyfish Seal in his pocket.
"Where are K''s people?"
"Mr. Ger, they are distributed in Middle Ind and Inner Ind. Before that, Ian became a prisoner of
the Porter family. K probably wanted Ian and had a conflict with the Porter family in Inner Ind. The
two sides fought. Ian disappeared in this battle. Oliver ran away with the family master seal. Now Oliver
has been captured, and Rp has also arrived in Middle Ind. K''s people are estimated to be more
concentrated in Middle Ind."
Quentin still felt annoyed. He still had a lot of things to do now.
He should go back to the organization immediately to avoid conflicts with K''s people.
But he felt rooted to the spot, a storm raging in his mind, until someone reminded him.
"Mr. Ger, Mr. Christ''s been taken by K''s people."
"Now that the Third''s been captured, K''s finally decided to get rid of the old thorn," Quentin thought,
frowning. He had no love for K''s sanctimonious ways. New ch?pter av?ble o? Draмаnоvеls.cоm
"It''s time to go back."