"Spill it. What does Juan send you here for?" Erica demanded, shoving Garland onto the sofa.Garland sweated nervously. "You're mistaken. Juan? I barely even know him."Randy crossed his arms. "Come on. We're not deaf. Don't try to weasel your way out of this."Seeing no way out, Garland clenched his teeth. "Fine. I'll tell you. Honestly, I've been suspicious of Juan's intentions for a while. As your friend, I decided to do something about it. I got close to him on purpose, trying to figure out what he was up to."Erica narrowed her eyes. "Really?""Of course," Garland replied proudly. "I'm the CEO of the Eaton Group. This identity commands respect from Juan."Randy was skeptical. "So, you're not working for him?""Come on. Juan doesn't run the Nichols Group anymore," Garland reasoned. "Why would I take orders from him? Does that even make sense?"Randy blinked, processing the logic."You have a point," Erica said, exchanging looks with Randy.But she wasn't convinced yet. "T
Garland heaved a sigh of relief. Thankfully, Juan didn't take the bait."We've discussed most of it. As long as you're ready, we can start our collaboration anytime," Garland replied smoothly.Juan faltered, "Recently, my financial situation has been a bit tight, so this partnership could benefit both of us. I'm sure you wouldn't have any objections, right?""Of course not. It's an honor to work with a great businessman like you," Garland replied, then realized his mistake.It was Juan who should feel honored to work with him.Luckily, Erica and Randy were too focused on the conversation to catch that.Juan replied, "You flatter me, Mr. Eaton. It's my honor to work with you. Let's discuss the contract next time. Something comes up, and I need to go."The call ended, but Garland's heart hadn't fully settled.Randy remarked, "Looks like you did contact him for us. I'm impressed."Erica chimed in, "Sorry for doubting you.""No worries, guys. We're all friends. I won't hold it ag
Erica stared at Garland suspiciously. "Just a second ago, you were saying you suspected Juan. Now you're defending him. Which side are you on?"Garland was at a loss for words. Under the pressure, he could only lie through his teeth. "Of course I suspect him. What I said earlier was just based on my interactions with him. Does that prove anything? It just shows our enemy is too powerful. Juan is way too good at hiding his true self. He's definitely the mastermind behind the scenes."Erica patted his shoulder. "That's the kind of awareness I like to see. You're smarter than I thought. No wonder you're the boss of the Eaton Group.""I'm flattered," Garland replied with a forced smile.With that, he headed upstairs, as if nothing had happened.Liza followed him, still harboring doubt. Garland shut her down. "Give me a break. I'm going to bed.""I..." She still had questions to ask him.Back in his room, Garland's heart was still pounding. He pulled out his phone and dialed Juan's n
Juan paused. "Help me keep an eye on Ivan.""Sure," Garland agreed."Debra is smart, but she trusts the people around her too easily. She's not ruthless enough. Sooner or later, she's going to get hurt by this," Juan sighed."Not ruthless enough? Where did you get that from?" Garland asked, puzzled.He had spent quite a bit of time with Debra. Marion was supposed to be the decisive one, but from what he saw, Debra called the shot.Marion was tough on others, while Debra was tough on herself. It only meant she could be even tougher on others.Juan was silent for a moment. "With Marion by her side, I'm not worried. But things in Seamar City are chaotic. Your father was right to keep you at home. It's not too late now. You can still go back.""Uh... How chaotic are we talking about?""Bloodshed."...The next day, at the Royal Grand Hotel, Drake adjusted his suit."How do I look?" he asked.Kale nodded. "You look great.""Good," Drake said. "Make sure to bring more people. To
Debra asked, "What happened?"Randy's expression was grim. "There was a shooting. It sounds serious. Drake is in the hospital."Debra quickly looked at Marion, whose brows were knitted together."Let's go find out," she said urgently.Randy hurried to catch up. "Wait for me."Garland came out of his room, wondering what was going on."Drake? That arrogant, overbearing man?" he muttered. "He got hurt? Could this be the bloodshed mentioned by Juan?"A chill ran down his spine. If someone like Drake could get shot, the rest of them would stand no chance....At the hospital, two operating rooms were in use.Debra and Marion arrived to see the red lights glowing.A nurse approached them. "Both patients are in surgery right now. You'll have to wait outside.""How serious is it?" Debra asked."Very serious," the nurse replied grimly.Moments later, one of Drake's men approached, looking shaken."We didn't see this coming. We were keeping watch downstairs when we suddenly heard
The doctor said, "This guy is lucky. Most people's hearts are on the left, but his is on the right. He'll recover fully with proper rest."Debra breathed a sigh of relief.Drake and Kale were wheeled out of the operating rooms, both still unconscious. For the time being, they couldn't tell her anything.In the car outside, Randy learned something through a call. His expression turned grim in no time.He rushed into the hospital and shouted, "Guys, I've got some bad news.""Sir, please keep your voice down here," a nurse reminded him."Sorry. It's an emergency," Randy apologized, rushing toward Debra and Marion. "Something is up at the Nichols Group.""Take a breath and explain," Debra replied."Alright." Randy steadied himself. "It's Juan. He came back.""What?""And he's back with the 45% stake. How did he even get it back?""I gave those shares to Drake. He was supposed to use them to take over the Nichols Group today. How did they end up with Juan?""I'm stumped too. Wha
Randy floored the gas pedal, speeding all the way to the Nichols Group headquarters.The security guards at the gate stepped forward to block them. "Mrs. Houston, Mr. Osborne, you can't go in.""Get out of my way!" Randy growled, slamming the accelerator.The guards panicked and scrambled to the side. A loud crash echoed as the car smashed through the glass doors."Go! I'll cover for you," Randy urged."Got it." Debra leaped out of the car and bolted into the building.The guards tried to stop her, but she stared them down, taking the executive elevator to the top floor.By the time she arrived at the meeting room, everyone except Juan had already left.It had been a while since they last met, but nothing about him had changed. Ever cold and composed, he closed the laptop in front of him. With Joe standing by his side, he seemed to be that same business tycoon who ruled Seamar City."Juan, you should explain this," Debra demanded.Juan glanced at her and replied nonchalantly,
Juan's tone was filled with cold mockery.Debra was not surprised. This was your typical Juan. To him, the family interest always came first. Other things didn't matter.She said, "Alright, I'm impressed by your grand scheme of giving away and taking back the shares. I underestimated you. I thought...""Thought I was stuck on petty feelings and wasted my life because of you?" Juan scoffed. "You're overestimating yourself. As long as I want it, I can have any woman. You don't really think I'm obsessed with you, do you? Don't kid yourself. Just stick to Marion and tell him I'm back. This city still belongs to me."Debra clenched her fists so tightly that her nails dug into her palms."You haven't changed a bit," she spat.She used to think that she had misunderstood him, that he had changed, and that they could leave each other in peace.Here he was, making it clear that it had been all her wishful thinking. He had always been the kind of man who would abandon everything and use a
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