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Shera courteously declined Lily’s offer and returned her focus to her porridge. Despite her outward calm, she couldn’t help but steal occasional glances at Marcus.

Lily followed her gaze, sensing that Shera’s “work” excuse might not be the full story. There was someone she held in her affection.

At a separate table, Trenton sat across from Marcus, having completed the inspection of Marcus’s car.

Trenton’s tone was grave as he revealed, “There was a bomb planted beneath your car, but I managed to defuse it. These individuals are exceptionally ruthless.”

Once the ignition was turned, the outcome would have been catastrophic.

Marcus’s suspicions were confirmed. It was indeed a bomb.

Trenton scanned the restaurant discreetly, assessing the patrons to identify any potential threats.

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“Mr. Thomas, there’s something else that struck me as unusual.”

“Go on.” Marcus urged Trenton to speak.

“In the parking lot, I observed a vehicle with a black License plate but no number.”

Upon hearing his words, Marcus’s brow knitted in deep contemplation.

In Preagend, the sight of a vehicle with a black License plate was an exceedingly rare occurrence. Only Victor’s car bore that unique distinction, signifying his majestic and noble status.

“Could that car belong to the man who intruded into your room yesterday?” Trenton inquired.

Marcus promptly shook his head.

“No, it’s not his.”

Marcus, with a keen eye, could discern whether the guy from last night was from Raven Island based on their interactions. Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

When Marcus had departed Raven Island, Victor had granted him a five-year respite to stay in Preagend. Once that term lapsed, he was mandated to return to assume control of the island.

Over the past few years, Marcus maintained no contact with the people on the island, signaling his intention not to return. However, Victor showed no indication of relenting.

“Remain vigilant on the road ahead later,” Marcus ordered Trenton, who nodded in return, Half an hour later, they embarked on their journey by car, bound for Peach Town.

Meanwhile, back in Preagend, Millie had finished a pregnancy test. It seemed she wasn’t pregnant.

Millie contemplated whether the stress from Shera’s unsettling message the previous night had influenced the pregnancy test’s outcome.

Just then, a servant entered the room, tasked with tidying the bathroom. She observed Millie engrossed in something held in her hands and approached curiously.

“Mrs. Thomas, what has caught your attention?” the servant inquired.

With a hint of excitement, the servant observed the object in Millie’s hands.