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Chapter 1155

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The call ended abruptly, leaving Ivan to stew in his thoughts.

He hadn't intended to waste time on Debra, but since it was an order from his boss, he decided to play along.

By noon, Ivan had prepared a lavish lunch. The table was laden with exquisite dishes—a far cry from the simple meals Garland had grown accustomed to at the Eaton Mansion.

He shook his head, marveling at the luxuries Drake enjoyed.

Garland watched Ivan meticulously arrange the plates. The kid seemed clueless that Debra was toying with him.

Debra descended the stairs, supporting Marion. In the meantime, Drake and Kale came down from the other side.

Ivan stole a glance at Marion and quickly looked away.

Debra, on the other hand, surveyed the table and commented, "Well done, Ivan."

"Thank you, Mrs. Houston. I'll get back to work," Ivan replied, dutifully returning to the kitchen to clean up.

Garland clicked his tongue. "Using a kid as a servant. That's a bit cruel."

He sympathized with Ivan, who seemed to be a
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