Dear Ex-wife Marry Me novel (Maja) novel Chapter 1171

Patric sat in the study of his mansion, Dylan keeping him company, along with another man shrouded in darkness.

The man's hands were particularly attractive, casually scrolling through his phone.

Dylan leaned back, crossing his arms over his stomach.

"I've already made arrangements with my contacts in the Sanders family. They'll support your relationship with Maja. As for the Raymond family."

Before Dylan could finish, Patric scoffed.

"Ian's not very sociable. I bet those people were not very fond of him to begin with. Since I've returned, they've been calling me non-stop."

Despite being the heir to the Raymond family for years, it was a pathetic reality that they still did not acknowledge Ian.

Patric smirked, his eyes gleaming maliciously.

"You want Ian to get engaged to the Sanders family, I want Maja. Our goals don't conflict. Here's to a pleasant collaboration, Mr. Sanders."

He extended his hand with a light smile.

Dylan shook it impassively, his eyes scrutinizing as he replied.

"Mr. Sanders, you really do care for your sister."

Rumors portrayed Eric as a gentle soul, but Dylan found him rather unpredictable after spending a few days with him. His ruthless nature was on par, if not exceeding, Ian's.

Years of business experience advised him to keep his interactions with Eric minimal.

His gaze shifted to the mysterious man next to them. He hadn't expected him to be associated with Eric.

As Dylan got up to leave, Patric didn't bother to see him off.

Once Dylan had left, leaving Patric alone with the other man, he picked up his cup of coffee and took a slow sip.

"And what about you? What's your game?"

The man lifted his eyes slightly, his tone casual, "I'm simply interested in seeing Greenfield in chaos."

"Ah, so you're just here for the show. Well, at least you're not on Ian's side."

The man didn't extend his hand, simply nodding before leaving in Dylan's wake.

He was even more cautious than Dylan. As he got into the car, there was someone already waiting. Seeing him enter, the driver immediately pressed the accelerator.

"K, are we going to keep waiting?"

The man addressed chuckled lightly, looking out the window, "Not much longer. Eric has secrets. His character has changed significantly. Greenfield is about to get interesting."

The driver gripped the steering wheel respectfully, staying silent.

Eric smiled at him.

"Ian, didn't Maja come?"

Ian paused, looking up, "What do you want with my girlfriend?"

He leaned back, his aura dark and aristocratic, "Eric, don't be greedy. If you want the Raymond Corporation, I can hand it over. But Maja? No."

Before he could finish, Steve interjected, trying to keep the peace.

"Let's talk this out."

Eric, on the other hand, simply removed his suit jacket, revealing an arm full of injection marks.

"When I was held captive and used for human experimentation, thinking of Maja was my only solace. Ian, don't forget that you were the one who was supposed to serve the higher-ups."

The comment hit Ian like a knife to the heart.

Holden had mentioned the issue before. The Raymond family, like all the other families in Greenfield, had a secret understanding with the higher-ups. One member from each generation had to serve them as a form of balance.

Otherwise, how could they trust any one family with the country's economy and weapons manufacturing?

Steve served in his time, Holden after him, and then it should've been Ian. Except, Eric had volunteered to take his place.