Chapter 1498


    If Ian died, what would happen to Maja?


    Quentin had never been one for considering others too deeply, because his primary concern was


    always revolved around pleasing his stepfather.


    Yet, he couldn''t shake off the scene where Maja sifted through ashes for remnants of bone. It yed


    like a silent film over and over in his mind.


    "Elder."


    "Elder?"


    Someone was calling him, which stirred Quentin from his thoughts. He looked up, only to see Timothy


    standing before him.


    "Elder, we''ve prepared lunch for you and the gentleman. Please, join us for a meal. I won''t intrude any


    further."


    Quentin stood up, and when he passed by Patric, he paused slightly.


    That fool, who once had an air of simplicity, now had a gaze both sharp and shrewd.


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    This was his true face, wasn''t it?


    In the moment Quentin hesitated, Patric''s eyes narrowed.


    With minimal contemtion, he discerned the face behind the mask.


    So, it was him.


    A coldugh escaped him. He remained still, but his peripheral vision caught BLACK rising to follow


    Quentin.


    As Patric watched their retreating figures, his hand slowly clenched into a fist.


    No matter how Ian disguised himself, he couldn''t escape Patric''s notice.


    He knew Ian too well, so well that every subtle movement of Ian was transparent to him.


    This BLACK had to be Ian.


    It seemed Quentin and Ian were in cahoots.


    But what could Ian possibly offer to Quentin that wouldpel him to conceal the truth?


    Incredible.


    Patric''s grip tightened, and his eyes were a fathomless well.


    Even Timothy felt a shiver down his spine at that look.


    "Mr. Patric, is something wrong?"


    As Patric had shown his true capabilities the night before, Timothy no longer doubted him and knew he


    needed to curry favor with this man.


    He was key to elevating the Bradshaw family to the pinnacle of the Four Great Families.


    A twisted smile yed on Patric''s lips.


    "I have a certain, persuasive concoction. Do you truly think the Bradshaw patriarch has been content


    sitting beneath an elder all these years?"


    Timothy stiffened, as he was shocked by Patric''s audacity.


    What was this man nning?


    Patric chuckled, his fingers casually twisting as if they were breaking something intangible.


    "I intend to marry Maja, but some wish to stand in my way. I n to remove any and all obstacles."


    Realizing the extent of his ambition, Timothy felt his internal rms ring.


    Yet now, it sounded like Patric was just love-struck.


    And Patric had willingly exposed a weakness.


    After a thoughtful pause, Timothy said, "Produce that concoction first. If it works well, I''ll consider it."


    Over the years, Timothy had avoided making enemies and had been biding his time, but his greed was


    immense.


    His heart surged with desire.  Draмa?ovеls.cом


    "It''s just a woman, Mr. Patric. You can marry her whenever you wish."


    Timothy caught the fleeting murderous intent in his eyes.


    He was serious; his concern waspletely fixated on a woman.


    Had he lost his mind? On an ind where women were so undervalued, he was scheming so grandly


    for one.


    But this could work in Timothy''s favor. As long as he held Maja, he could ensure Patric''spliance.