Kale didn't quite catch what Drake said."Boss, what were you saying?" he asked."Pretty boy," Michael said from not far away.Kale understood the situation and knew better than to say anything.Drake hissed, "Don't speak when I'm working.""Yes, Boss." Kale bent back down to his paperwork.Outside, Debra spoke. "We've got Edgar under control. Go see him if you want."She handed him a key with an address tag. Oscar stared at the key, silent.Since childhood, his mother had fantasized about his father taking them back to Flesta. She had broomed him to be the heir to the Odom family and drilled into him that he was born with noble blood, destined to inherit his father's fortune.Even at the cost of selling blood and taking loans, she sent him to elite schools to cultivate his manners.Before Debra appeared, Oscar thought he'd spend his life repaying crushing debt. He never imagined he'd become the head of the Odom family.He handed the key back. "There is no need to see him."
Oscar shrugged. "Maybe you should check how much you've got on your plate."Theda and Robert didn't realize what was going on until they opened the door to Debra's office.Debra rubbed her temples. "How about midnight? We can grab a late-night snack.""Eight is fine," Theda smirked. "You guys might be great at a lot of things, but when it comes to getting work done, none of you can match me.""Perfect. I'll make a call. Dinner at eight it is," Debra cheered, dialing Marion's number.He picked up in a second. His voice was as gentle as always but tinged with exhaustion."Do you need me over there?""Yes, but it's not about work."Randy and Erica sensed trouble, trying to sneak away.Debra grabbed them both. "Where are you going? Five million dollars? A full set of limited-edition bags? I'll cover it."Randy cheered, "Wonderful! Why didn't you say so earlier?"Erica echoed, "Exactly. If we knew there were perks, we would've been done already."Without hesitation, the two of t
A swarm of black-clad men followed Marion into the office. Many of them looked like they'd been specially brought in from overseas."Holy crap! Marion's pulling out the big guns," Randy gasped.A few men in suits and ties walked in. "Madam, Mr. Houston sent us to help handle all kinds of affairs."Marion appeared soon after. "Let them handle the work. They're professionals hired from overseas. Some projects can't wait. We'll handle the important ones ourselves, and they'll take care of the rest.""If only you had told us earlier. We wouldn't have been sweating bullets for an hour," Randy said.Drake snapped his file shut and stood up. "Let's go, Kale."Debra called out, "We've got dinner tonight. Where are you going?""I've got a new house. Need to grab my stuff from the Potter Mansion," he replied.The room fell silent.During the month Debra spent recovering in the hospital, no one brought up the Potter family.Even though Debra hadn't said anything, everyone could tell she
Debra remained silent the entire way.Once they arrived at the Potter Mansion, Drake drove the car into the underground garage.He asked, "What do you say? Can you finish packing in half an hour?""I've already packed everything," she whispered. "Thank you."Drake acted like he hadn't heard her. "Come back within half an hour. My time is valuable."Debra nodded, realizing he was giving her time and space.She opened the car door and entered the house. It was as grand and solemn as before but felt so empty now.Andrew had been gone for a month. No more people were running up and down the stairs delivering documents. No doctors or specialists were hanging around. There was nothing left.Everything in that dream was still vivid in her memories. When she had run from the backyard to the living room, she had been greeted by warm smiles.She walked upstairs. When she reached the door to Andrew's study, her steps faltered.Inside, Andrew had been standing by the window. Basked in
Marion had told her to give him time, but he still hadn't given her a clear answer.She hadn't asked, but it didn't mean she didn't want to know.Drake and Marion had worked together. She believed Drake must know more than Robert."How would I know?" Drake threw away his cigarette. "If you want to know, ask him directly."Debra fell silent. Drake looked at her through the rearview mirror."Is he treating you poorly? Want to leave him?""Nonsense. I'd never leave him."Drake leaned back against the window. "Well, if that's the case, why do you care about some secret? You're important to Marion, and that's all that matters, right? I'll tell you this. He's never been this good to any other woman."Debra leaned back in her seat. "It's not that I care about the secret. I'm just afraid we might one day end up fighting because of it.""You're overthinking it. If Marion wanted to, he could keep that secret his whole life. Since he decides to tell you, he will. Just give him time."De
Debra frowned. "That's reckless. Street racing is illegal. What if someone gets hurt?"Marion chuckled, "Relax, no one's getting hurt."Debra wanted to argue, but when she looked back, she noticed something surprising.Despite the racing, everyone was oddly polite. They yielded to other cars and signaled properly. But when it came to racing each other, they went all out.While everyone else stayed within the speed limit while showing off their driving skills, Drake played by his own rules.By the time they reached Marion and Debra's new house, the usual 20-minute drive had been cut down to 13 minutes.Debra glanced outside, and those cars were parked perfectly in place."I'm first." Drake stepped out of his car, grinning.Erica got out of hers. "You cheated."Drake shrugged. "No one said cheating wasn't allowed."Randy quickly stepped in. "Forget about this guy. You're the real winner."Theda and Robert got out of their car, followed by Jordan. Chace's group arrived last.O
Erica asked, "What dream?""I mean... Fermin passed out, too. But he woke up faster than all of us," Debra replied.She had been planning to ask why she didn't see Fermin in the dream, but the whole thing had to do with rebirth. With everyone around, she didn't want to bring up the topic.The power of the four gems was unbelievable, and rebirth sounded absurd. Besides, after everything happened, her gems were gone. The one in Jeffrey's possession had disappeared, too.Maybe they vanished after running out of energy, or Fermin had taken them away.According to Jordan, he had stepped away for a while to bring reinforcements. Fermin could've left during that time.Randy changed the subject. "Let's not talk about this on such a happy day. Anyway, our biggest threat, Jeffrey, is dead. Juan has made it clear that he won't target us anymore. From now on, we all live in peace and head toward a bright future."Erica snorted, "That last part doesn't sound like something you'd say, does it
"So, the threat still exists.""Exactly.""Who is their leader?""I don't know. But I think the person is right around you."Debra looked back at the cheerful group. She didn't want to doubt any of them.Her eyes fell on them one by one. She trusted every single person there. If one of them was the traitor, she didn't know what to do.She ended the call and went back. Randy and Erica urged her to sit down.The conversation carried on, but Debra couldn't focus.Michael sensed her unusual behavior and pulled her outside while the others were drinking their rounds.Enjoying the cool night air, he asked, "Was it Juan who called you?""How do you know?" Debra glanced at him.He was looking into the distance. She immediately understood. "You're like another version of me in this world. We've worked together for so long. I'd be surprised if you didn't know."Everyone there was her friend, but only Michael had understood her from the very beginning.Other than Marion, he was the f
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