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

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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.” 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.” Oliver had always known he’d be cast aside, but witnessing the stark and ruthless

rejection still felt like a knife to the heart. 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. Why? His

orientation harmed no one, so why couldn’t society tolerate it? When Ian spoke of the vast world

outside, where many nations supported marriage between people like him, Oliver felt a brand new

world was opened in his mind. Raised on Forbidden Island, he knew nothing of the world that was

millions of times larger, but the seed of curiosity had been planted. 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.

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