Outside a church, Drake leaned against his car, lighting a cigarette.By the time he finished smoking, Kale had sealed off the church with his team."Anything?" Drake asked.Kale gestured for his men to bring over a few boxes. Inside lay black cloaks and white masks resembling those from European theater."Nothing else?""No."Drake picked up a mask and turned to Debra, who was sitting in the car. "Is this it?"Debra looked at it and nodded. "That's the one.""Pack them up and take them away.""Your one-swoop takedowns are pretty polished.""It's passable.""That wasn't a compliment."Drake had brought her there so early in the morning. She had thought there was some urgent matter, but it was just sealing off the church."If you shut the church down, how will we catch them in the net?""I've taken control of the Jovial Hotel. Do you think they'd still come back?""Makes sense. So, you do use your brain occasionally.""Of course.""Then what's the point of sealing this
Ivan opened the car door for Debra, and she got out.Kale came back after handling things. "Boss, did Debra and Marion just leave like that?""What else? Should I have kept them for lunch? I owe them nothing," Drake said irritably. "Drive! Back home.""Understood." Kale got in the car, fastened his seatbelt, and handed Drake a bank card. "Debra found me this morning and asked me to give you this."Drake took the card and looked at it. "What's this? The accommodation fees?""Seems like it.""She's not that clueless after all."However, when he checked the balance, his smile faded. There was only 7,698.6 dollars left.'Really? It's got both the whole and the decimal. Debra wouldn't let herself lose out even a little,' he grumbled inwardly."Get some people to investigate the Trennery family. Have Grover under watch.""Debra has taken Ivan to Seamar City. He didn't do anything unusual the night before. Is there still a need to act?""My gut tells me something's off with them."
Half an hour later, Debra looked at the financial reports in her hands.She was amazed. "Not only did we not lose, but we made a profit? That's impressive, Randy.""Really?" Erica leaned in for a look. "Must be owed to the strategies you made.""That's not it," Randy argued. "The profits are owed to Andrew. You know, since Debra left, Theda has been attacking us like crazy. There is no way I could handle it. Andrew sorted it all out."Intrigued, Debra asked. "How did he handle it?""Who knows? Maybe charm or trick." Randy shrugged."Come on. You think Andrew's like you?" Erica swatted his neck. "Use your brain sometimes. Of course, Andrew tapped into his business savvy and connections.""Ouch! I was just kidding." Randy pouted.Debra asked again, "Has he been at home these past few days?""Yeah. Where else would he be?" Randy replied. "He rarely leaves the house since he was born. This time, he flew all the way to Orkgate for your wedding. That's really something."He paused
"Alright then," Debra said. "I'll leave Ivan with you for the night. I'll come pick him up tomorrow.""Sure. Wait! What?" Randy snapped back in time.His expression twisted in disbelief, and he protested, "That doesn't seem like a good idea. I mean, he's..."He was afraid this spy might hurt them.Debra reasoned, "That's why he needs to be kept close. Well, if it's inconvenient for you, you can drop him at the Potter Mansion. Andrew knows how to handle people like him.""Sounds like a plan." Erica nodded, patting Randy on the shoulder. "Stop standing there like a statue. Get to work."Randy scowled, muttering under his breath, "Why is it always me dealing with this stuff? Babysitting a teenager? Come on."As Debra and Marion turned to leave, Ivan instinctively followed.Randy called out, "Hey, wait up."Ivan stopped in his tracks and turned back. "Mr. Osborne, is there something you need?""You're not leaving with them tonight. You're coming with us," Randy declared.Erica c
Finally, Marion set Debra down from his back."Open your eyes and see. Do you like it?" he said.Debra opened her eyes and found herself surrounded by warm, simple decor. It wasn't a cold black-and-white color scheme but a soft, creamy shade. The room was filled with fluffy, cute stuffed animals and a cozy, pretty sofa. Any girl would love such a place.A golden retriever dashed out from the corner, leaping toward Debra and showering her with enthusiastic licks.Debra laughed, barely able to fend it off. "Ori, stop. Alright, I will let you lick me. Then you should stop."She crouched down, and the dog happily licked her cheek several times before finally sitting down and wagging its tail."This is our new home." Marion wrapped his arms around her from behind and continued, "After we're done with things here, we can go to the mountains and spend a few relaxing days. If you want to stay in the city, we can always come back. No matter where you want to go, I'll be by your side.""S
Marion gently kissed Debra.The mist in the bathroom made the air thick, and Debra's face turned even redder.Marion's voice was low and husky. "Honey, what do you say? Shall we make up for our delayed wedding night?""One round is enough," Debra stammered. "One round.""Ten rounds? Okay," Marion grinned....The next morning, Debra woke up from the soft bed, feeling sore all over. Even the hunter game was not as exhausting as last night.She glanced at Marion, who was lying beside her with his eyes open."I'm going to sleep in a separate room from now on," she huffed."This is the only bedroom. Don't even think about running away," Marion said, tightening his embrace....At the Potter Mansion, Randy was sitting in the living room, watching Ivan prepare food in the kitchen.He felt uneasy. "Haven't Debra and Marion come yet? It's already afternoon."Erica reassured him, "Relax. With Andrew here, nothing will happen.""I don't know, but this guy keeps giving us cold looks
Debra looked over at the kitchen.He came out wearing an apron, with a pot in his hands and a harmless smile on his face."Mrs. Houston, I made soup for you and Mr. Houston," he said.His double face was something else.Randy rubbed his eyes, making sure he wasn't imagining things. The guy had been all gloomy in the kitchen, but in the blink of an eye, he looked sweet and innocent."Put it there," Debra replied.Ivan complied and went back to the kitchen.Neither Debra nor Marion seemed interested in the soup.Randy ventured, "Aren't you two going to try it?""No need. It's undrinkable," Debra responded.Skeptically, Erica lifted the lid and sniffed at it. There was no smell.She tasted a spoonful and frowned. "How did he manage to make something that's both bland and bad?""Really?" Randy stepped forward to have a taste.His face twisted. "How did he make it sweet and salty? Doesn't he even try his own soup?"Debra wasn't bothered by it. Ivan wasn't going anywhere anyway
Debra asked, "So, it's all just a title with no real power?""Melody Nichols handed over 10% of her shares to Theda. Theda got the full backing of the shareholders. How can you say she has no real power?" Andrew replied, looking at Marion. "Marion was hurt just at the right time."Debra fell silent. She had always thought Robert was just a brute with no brains. Now it looked like he had injured Marion on purpose to delay their return. That bought time for Theda to convince those shareholders.Thankfully, Theda's position was not solid yet.Andrew added, "Theda is vengeful, just like you. She's going to go head-to-head with you."In just a year, the McKinney Group had broken the Nichols Group's monopoly. The two companies were now going neck and neck. To reassure the shareholders, Theda would have to spare no effort to deal with Debra."I need to speak to you privately," Marion suddenly chimed in.Debra looked over and saw his cold determination."Well, remember to take care of
Everyone nodded at Marion's call. They split tasks fast.Randy drove Erica toward the Osborne Mansion, speeding through the dark.When they parked, he didn't budge from the driver's seat."Don't stress. I'm here with you," Erica said, squeezing his hand.She knew what ate at him. If Enoch was really the Illuminati's head, it would spark a war. His relationship with Enoch would be unmendable."I never saw this coming," Randy said, his face shadowed with a rare gloom.He had always known Enoch didn't care about him, Yvette, or their family.In fact, he had never known much about Enoch. Without Theda's hunch today, he'd never have linked Enoch to the Illuminati."If Enoch is tied to them, what will you do?" Erica asked, watching him closely.She knew that blood was thicker than water."I don't know." Randy shook his head.Being the heir to the Osborne family never mattered to him, but he could not deny his bloodline.If it came to picking sides, he didn't know if he'd back Mar
His teacher had been worried about that.Randy had racked his brain, wondering what a dad should be like. He'd wanted to roughhouse like other kids, only to receive cold stares.His mother always brushed it off, telling him not to chase fatherly love."Randy?" Erica's voice yanked him back."Huh?" He blinked, seeing everyone's concerned stares."I called you a dozen times. Why were you zoning out?" Erica frowned.Randy grinned weakly. "Well, Theda's got a point. Now I'm kind of suspecting him too.""She left a minute ago," Erica pointed out, squinting at him."I'm not covering for my dad," Randy said. "She made sense. Maybe I'll swing at home. If he's the Illuminati's head, he will be in the valley.""You were absent-minded while we hashed out the plan. Now you're playing seriously?" Erica teased. "We're not pointing fingers at your dad, just saying Theda's theory holds water. If you want to check, I'll go with you. We'll watch each other's backs."She didn't say it out loud,
Theda added, "When Jeffery ditched the Nichols family, even with his smarts, he couldn't build up enough money and power to challenge the four families that fast. Someone had his back. He once told me not to judge a book by its cover. You never know who's laughing last."Her cryptic words left them puzzled.Debra asked, "So, who do you suspect?""I'd say Enoch Osborne," Theda replied.The name dropped like a bomb. Everyone froze and then swung their eyes to Randy.Randy gaped. "My dad? No way. He's a stiff old fart, decent at business but the weakest of the four families. Calling him lazy is generous. He's a stubborn rock. How could he be the head of the Illuminati?""Don't sell your old man short," Theda said. "The last generation of the four families got hit hard. But your family? Only your mother lost it. Your father has played it safe, staying low-key and outlasting them all. I bet he's the one Jeffery meant."She shrugged. "Could be wrong. But if it's him, you're in deeper
It wasn't that Debra's crew was weak, but the Illuminati was too strong.The room fell silent.Theda continued, "Everyone here is riding your call. You know what happens when you throw pebbles at a tank, right?""I'm not backing off. We've got our reasons," Debra replied."I'm not here to talk you out of it," Theda said. "I'm saying if you need me, I'm in."Everyone blinked, caught off guard. She smiled, "What? Surprised I'd join? Or wondering why? Forget Robert's ties to you. You've already done me solids in Seamar City. I can't pay you back much, but I can pitch in here.""How do you plan to help?" Erica asked."Inside job. Boosts our odds," Theda replied. "I worked with Jeffery before. Being a Buchan, he cut me slack. With his Illuminati ties, they might trust me too. Need a message slipped in or intel dug out? I've got you.""You don't have to..." Debra started."No convincing me otherwise," Theda cut in. "It's not just for you. Juan's blood to me. Call it a favor he owes.
"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