Suddenly, Debra remembered something Drake had told her the other day."What would a rich lady like you understand? You value pride over survival. But for small-timers like them? Pride means nothing. Staying alive is all that matters."She frowned. "Theda was abandoned in the countryside when she was little and lived a tough life for over ten years, right?""Exactly.""Then how could she not understand how hard it is for small-timers to survive?"Just then, Theda and Melody took the stage. The purple satin gown on Theda seemed a bit too bold for the occasion.She started, "Ladies and gentlemen, thank you all for attending the cooperation banquet between the Buchan Group and the Nichols Group. It also marks my new journey as the new president of the Nichols Group. I will lead the company toward an even brighter future."Her speech shocked everyone in the hall.After all, Juan hadn't made an appearance in days. Even if he were stepping down, he should have faced and addressed the
The crowd gasped in shock."What is he doing? Didn't he sign a contract with Debra?" Randy fumed.Debra frowned, and Erica demanded, "You better explain yourself. Didn't you...""Miss Mathis, some things can't be said openly, like when the previous CEO of the Mathis Group stepped down. Would you like to explain that?" said Juan nonchalantly.Seeing that his words rattled Erica, he continued, "If you don't want to talk about it, the Nichols family matters are none of your business."Debra's keen eyes caught a change of expressions from both Erica and Randy. Apparently, Juan was forcing them to back up.Liza whispered to Garland, "Why does the atmosphere feel so off?""Don't know, but Seamar City's a mess," he replied.Earlier, Juan had promised to give all his shares to Debra, but in just a few days, he had changed his mind.Garland quietly stepped into the corner.Meanwhile, Erica took a step back and staggered. Randy quickly caught her and said to Marion and Debra, "She's no
"Haven't I?" Theda sneered. "If I'm right, you probably aimed to use Lester's scandal to bring down my company, but that was within my expectations. How much he earns or loses doesn't matter. The Nichols Group is what I'm aiming at.""I can tear up the contract, but you can't hurt Erica or my other friends," Debra said.Theda smiled, "Sure thing. I'm a person of my word. If you don't trust me, we can sign an agreement and make it official.""A deal it is. The Nichols Group is all yours, but don't celebrate so soon. Even without this company, I can still take you down," Debra said.Theda shrugged. "We'll see."She watched Debra leave in defeat and smiled.Garland grabbed Juan and pulled him into the corner.He demanded, "Explain yourself. Who are you helping?"Instead of answering his question, Juan swatted away his hand."Answer me. Who are you helping? Don't tell me you've fallen for Theda," Garland pressed."This is not your concern. And remember, we've never met," Juan rep
In their bedroom, Debra asked Marion, "How did Hunter die?" "Erica didn't kill him," he replied. "She took over his company but let him stay as a nominal president. He was deeply in debt because of project issues. Most of it was Erica's doing. When he found out that all his assets had been transferred to Erica's account, he lost it and jumped from the building."Debra zeroed in on the key point. "Did he jump on his own, or was he forced into it by Erica?""This is the key. Everyone asked the same question." Marion walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and touched the glass. "Erica gave Hunter two choices. The first was for Hunter to jump from the window, and in exchange, she would pay off his debts. The second was for Hunter to sever ties with her and let the debt collectors kill him."Debra nodded. "Both options led to death. That's Erica for you.""Hunter chose to jump," Marion elaborated. "Erica softened, trying to save him, but he intended to push her down. In the end, he los
Years apart, Randy thought Erica had forgotten about the past.But she lost control as soon as Juan brought it up. This matter had never ceased to haunt her.Erica looked at Randy and remembered the old days."Caleb always preferred to let us fend for ourselves," she said. "He's like an old wolf, wanting his descendants to struggle and survive on their own. When I first returned, he avoided me to test my abilities. If it weren't for your help, I wouldn't have been able to make Hunter pay for what he did.""No matter what happens, I'll support you unconditionally. Even if the whole world is against you, I will be by your side," Randy said.Erica laughed, "You're talking like Marion, but you're not him. He grew up in a wolf's den, while you grew up in a sheepfold. You're sweet, but I can't let you do those dangerous things for me.""I am serious," Randy said. "Like Marion, I'd risk my life to protect the woman I love.""Bah! What nonsense are you talking about?" she snorted, pokin
Erica shoved Randy out of the room and slammed the door in his face.Debra came out of her room and bumped into the scene.She raised an eyebrow as she noticed Randy's flushed face. "Got drunk again?"Randy was frustrated. "In films, the heroine always looks at the hero lovingly, but why does my heroine hit me?""Wrong approach, maybe," Debra replied. "I think you need to make another proper confession.""Confession? I've confessed a hundred times, but she only sees it as a joke. What can I do?""I mean a formal confession," Debra said. "You're too casual all the time. No girls would take you seriously with the way you talk. The situation is a bit awkward. Think carefully about how to confess and make her accept you.""Right." Randy nodded. "I'll make a plan."Debra shook her head as Randy rushed out in the middle of the night. Then she turned to knock on the door. "Erica, it's me."Erica cautiously opened the door. In the room, only a desk lamp was on.Debra stepped inside a
"No," Erica muttered, "I can't.""That's right," Debra said, standing up. "I heard Randy has something special planned for you. Well, he may appear carefree, but he's serious about relationships. People like him can be hurt easily. If you reject him, he probably won't come near you again. You should think about it carefully."With that, she stepped out of the room, giving Erica some space to think.There was only a thin veil between Randy and Erica, but afraid of her rejection, he could only approach her cautiously. Erica, on the other hand, was afraid of the awkwardness and kept backing away.That was normal since they were childhood friends. Starting a romantic relationship was a lot to adjust to.It was a matter between the two people. Debra couldn't help them much.The next morning, the news of the partnership between the Buchan Group and the Nichols Group was all over the headlines. Theda's new role was highlighted.In the conference room, several shareholders were present,
"How so?" Debra retorted. "When you took all the advertisers from me, did you show any mercy?"The air in the room grew tense. None of those shareholders dared to intervene.Debra leaned in and whispered to Theda, "If I'm right, you signed a betting agreement with Runestone Bank. They invested two billion dollars in Buchan Entertainment's rise in Seamar City. But if you can't make four billion dollars in three years, you lose the bet. And if you lose, you know what the consequences are, right?"If she lost, she'd have to repay the four billion. If she couldn't, everything she had pledged would go to Runestone.Debra had figured out the motives behind her sudden cut with the Buchan Group and her eagerness to take over the Nichols Group, and Debra had obtained more information on her through Marion.Debra continued, "What do you think Melody would say if she found out? Would she still want you to take charge of the Nichols Group?""Not your concern," Theda spat.Her bet with Runes
"No biggie. I'm just that sharp," Randy grinned."Don't flatter yourself." Erica smacked his arm, turning to Debra. "If that's the play, we'll set up around the valley early.""We scoped it out last time. Here's the terrain map Marion roughed out. Memorize the basics, just in case," Debra said.Jordan spoke up. "I'll plant people inside to learn the lay. If things go down, we'll back each other up."He paused, frowning. "But we've only got one path. Without the full picture, it's still risky.""Got it here," a voice called from the door.Everyone turned to see Theda walking in with Robert. A map was in her hand."It's you guys." Debra was surprised.Theda had been busy with her business. She barely had time to breathe, not to mention show up there."This mess is huge. If the Illuminati takes Seamar City, my business is done," Theda said.She'd seen Jeffery's crazy side. The Illuminati couldn't be anything good.She unrolled the map and stuck it on the board. "This is the val
Liza eased up, knowing Debra was always faithful.She would help if she said so."Is the Illuminati really that bad?" Liza asked, having never seen Fermin cornered like that."Yeah," Debra said flat-out.Liza fought back her tears. "I'm not as smart as you guys, but if I can help...""You've done plenty," Debra said, patting her head.The once-bratty lady had grown into someone brave and kind. They'd all seen her change.But this was too risky. They couldn't bet on her life."Everything's set," Marion said, striding in with Jordan.Liza blinked at their suits. They looked solemn, as if ready for a last stand.Debra nodded. "Alright, let's go over everyone's setup and run through the plan."Randy wheeled in a blackboard that showed the outskirts map.The Four Great Families had owned Seamar City for ages. Their eyes and ears were on every corner.They'd linked up north, south, east, and west, with Juan's lines tied in.According to intel, the Illuminati hadn't sunk deep ro
"Just listen to me and go," Fermin said, pulling his hand free.The next thing she knew, he yanked her toward the emergency exit."Fermin!" she yelped.The restaurant staff, loyal to Fermin, hustled her into the stairwell. By the time the guards outside caught on, she was gone."Get her," the guards barked.If Liza slipped away, Michael would have their heads. But before they could chase, Fermin's crew boxed them in."You know what this means?" one guard spat, dropping all politeness.They knew he was just a puppet. If he broke free, Bert's life would be done."Kill them," Fermin ordered, turning back to the restaurant.A waiter dropped a tray, the crash drowning out muffled screams from the stairwell.Liza was already in a cab. She tried to turn back, but a staffer blocked her. "Miss, you can't go anywhere but Seamar City. The Potter Mansion is your safest bet. Think of what Mr. Eaton's doing for you."Her stay overseas made her a hostage. While she was here, Fermin was lea
The driver hesitated but complied. "Sure, Mr. Eaton. How long do you plan to stay? There's a meeting this afternoon.""An hour," Fermin replied.From their conversation, Liza caught on that their family was under the Illuminati's thumb. The driver would not grill Fermin about his schedule otherwise."Who're you to butt in? He'll hang out with me for as long as he wants," she snapped.The driver bit back his gripes. "My bad. Sorry."Liza clung to Fermin's arm, heart pounding. She had been pampered her whole life, and her family had always been untouchable. She never imagined they'd be under someone else's boot.The car stopped by the mall. Liza and Fermin got out.When the guards tried to follow, she whirled. "My brother and I are going shopping. What're you tagging along for?""Protecting you and Mr. Eaton," one said.She opened her mouth to argue, but Fermin cut in. "They can carry bags for you."She hesitated. With these guards tagging along, they couldn't talk about the si
"Dad." Liza rushed to the bed, grabbing Bert's hand.In her mind, Bert was a stern old grump. He was always tough and sharp.But now, the illness had taken a toll on him. He had shrunk, and his hair had gone gray overnight.Fermin stood behind her, watching with pain.In fact, Bert had been ill for a while now. He had been grooming Fermin for years.But once he'd caught wind of Fermin's plans, Bert would rather kill him and trash their legacy than let him join the Illuminati.Fermin knew this day was coming. Liza didn't. Bert never wanted her to.She froze, feeling like his hand had twitched. She stopped crying and spun to Fermin."Did you see it? Dad moved..." she exclaimed.Fermin clapped a hand over her mouth, a move that confused her.He shook his head, warning her off. She nodded fast, signaling she'd keep quiet.Fermin checked the door and eased his hand off. "Dad's fine. Let's head home, alright?"Liza glanced at Bert with reluctance but wiped her tears. "Okay.""Co
Drake's mouth hung open, but no words came out."I swapped the drug for saline," Juan said. "You're on your own tonight. You've only had one dose, so there might still be a chance. If you don't wanna die here, suck it up. Don't let Kale die for nothing."Juan dropped that and left the room.Drake slumped on the bed. Old memories came flooding back, from their first meeting to their camaraderie. They had been through thick and thin together.If it hadn't been for him, Kale wouldn't have been dead....In the hospital, Liza kept watch outside the ICU where Bert lay.Two black-suited guards blocked the door. Even after surgery, they wouldn't let her in."When can I see him?" she asked, clenching her fists.The guards stood like statues, ignoring her."That's my dad," she shouted, pounding their chests. "I need to be with him. Move. Get out of my way.""Stop it." Fermin strode up, grabbing her swinging fist. "You're an Eaton. Act like it."He turned and slapped a guard hard. "Y
Juan arrived at a villa on Seamar City's outskirts. It was where Drake was locked up.It was pitch black in the room, with only a bed. The windows were nailed shut.The moment Drake handed over the stone, he'd guessed his fate. The Illuminati had rules for traitors: the blessing ritual.But that "blessing" was just injecting their latest drug into turncoats. They would be used as free guinea pigs. Death was the best outcome. Surviving meant real torture.It didn't hurt. Rather, it felt like heaven. That was why they called it a blessing."When did they shoot you up with that stuff?" Juan asked.Drake leaned back on the bed, nonchalant. "I gave them the stone. It doesn't matter to you. Just give me the drug."By night, he was a mess.The stuff could ease the pain for an hour. Then hell would kick in. Once the cravings hit, it felt like ants gnawing his bones.The pain wired into his nerves. At its worst, he'd bash the wall, tempted to bite his tongue off.He couldn't leave wit
To the bishop, Debra and her crew were small fry.A hundred years ago, the Four Great Families might've been untouchable. But now? Their roots were shaky.The Illuminati, on the other hand, had grown unstoppable.For the stone, he'd see them and let them feel the Illuminati's might. It was something callows like them couldn't touch."Tell them I pick the time and place," he said. "Get the stone ready. If it's fake, they'll get the harshest punishment from God.""Yes, Master," Michael replied, turning to leave.Lara stood up to protest, "I'm against this. We should take the chance to wipe them out and take their assets."In her mind, the four families were nothing. When they could snatch what they wanted, there was no need for deals or games."God spares all," the bishop muttered. "I'll give them a shot to live. If they bow, why kill them?"Lara fell silent, but Frederic stepped out of the shadows. He asked, "What about the stone Drake gave us?""Only one of the two stones is
Night settled in deep.Debra and the crew were still waiting for Michael's reply."Still nothing? They don't buy it, do they?" Erica paced, antsy."Give it time. They'll bite," Debra said, clutching her phone.She had promised Kale she would bring Drake back. No breaking that.A text finally pinged her phone. It was Michael.Everyone heaved a sigh of relief. Like Debra said, the Illuminati couldn't rule out her having the real stone.If theirs was fake, Michael and his crew couldn't afford the fallout."Marion, it's on you now," Debra said.The Houston family had military muscle on tap. The Potter family owned elite guards and intel. Erica and Randy were solid backups.But this meeting? Debra had to go herself."Does it have to be now? Maybe wait till you're healed?" Erica said.Debra shook her head. "Drake is at risk every day he's with them. I can't take that chance. Just like they can't risk us holding the stone.""She's right," Randy jumped in. "Drag this out, and who