Even though Jordan had put it mildly, Drake's pride was still injured.His name alone used to instill fear. The other big shots in Orkgate had to yield to him.But with Fermin's interference, the power dynamics had shifted. Although Drake had regained control of the Lowe family, they were facing reforms.Orkgate was now more chaotic than ever. On the surface, everything looked calm, but behind the scenes, there was a storm brewing. Everyone was eying the throne."I'll go back now," Drake said suddenly.Debra frowned. "Kale, stop him."Kale immediately stepped in to block him.Drake's expression darkened. "Your boss is me, not her.""Boss, you can't go out now," Kale said.The people from the Illuminati were probably waiting outside the villa for Drake to come out and step into their trap."Lara is still there," Debra chimed in. "The Sharp family has some influence in Orkgate now, and the Trennery family wouldn't dare to act recklessly. They couldn't be so stupid as to attack
Debra instinctively tried to open the bag, but Drake stopped her. "Open it when you get to Orkgate."Debra paused at his serious expression. "Alright."She took the bag and went upstairs.The trip didn't need much packing. The last time she had gone there, she had been with Marion.She quickly shook her head, trying to push him out of her mind, but the longing wouldn't go away. Back then, Marion had taken care of everything. All she had to do was trust him.By evening, she landed in Orkgate.A car was already waiting for her at the airport.Inside, Lara sat elegantly in a purple dress, looking even more refined than before."I've already arranged your accommodations. The Sharp family may not be as powerful as the Lowe family, but at least we can offer a decent place to stay.""I already spoke to Drake. I'll be staying at the Lowe Mansion tonight.""That's fine. But no one's been living there for a while. It hasn't been cleaned. I can send someone over now to take care of it b
Lara also had a dark memory of the Jovial Hotel.That was where she had overthrown Conrad, but she managed to keep her composure on the surface.The hotel was still bustling with people coming and going. Debra held Lara's hand as they walked into the hotel.The pale moonlight cast a cool glow on Debra's face. People around them couldn't help but stare. Everyone knew about the troubles in Debra and Marion's marriage.Debra noticed the looks but kept a faint smile on her face. She knew too well these people were judging her, wondering how she would react to seeing Marion later.Grover stood at the hotel entrance, welcoming the guests. When he saw Debra and Lara, a smug look crossed his face.The last time they met, he wasn't important enough to stand with them. But now, he was the host of this grand banquet."Mrs. Houston, Ms. Sharp, long time no see. How have you been?" he greeted.Most of the other guests were to watch the fun. In the past, Debra would have been the center of a
The Illuminati was so eager to take back the Jovial Hotel. Its significance to them was plain to see.Just then, a round of gasps interrupted her thoughts.Debra looked up and saw a woman in an elegant outfit descending from the second floor. Her beauty was undeniable, drawing the attention of many people."That's Mr. Trennery's goddaughter," Lara snorted.Grover was doing the same thing Conrad had done before, using his so-called goddaughter to lure in wealthy businessmen. It was disgusting.Yvonne had ended up jumping to her death. It was unknown how long this woman could hold up."Lexie, come here," Grover called out warmly.Lexie Trennery beamed. Her elegance was ethereal, and her pure innocence far exceeded Shelia's back in the day.The wealthy businessmen stared at her as if she were a perfect commodity on display.Lara frowned. "That bastard is planning to make a fortune off her tonight. Or maybe he wants to use her to gain power and influence."But then, the crowd's a
"I'm going to find out," Lara said, ready to walk over.Debra stopped her just in time. "No need. Just stay put.""But..." Lara hesitated.Any wife couldn't just sit by and watch her husband flirt with another woman.Marion continued to pay zero attention to Debra. They acted like strangers.The guests around them seemed to be enjoying the drama, but Debra looked unfazed.She continued to smile and greet everyone as if nothing was happening."That's Mrs. Houston, right? She's gorgeous." Lexie blinked. "Why don't you go greet her?"She looked like a sweet, innocent girl, the kind that men loved to protect."Yes, she is beautiful," Marion replied curtly, clearly unwilling to talk about it.Lexie grabbed his arm. "Did you two fight? I have an idea to help you make up. Want to give it a try?"Before Marion could respond, Lexie pulled him toward the dance floor.The guests whispered among themselves, surprised to see Marion so close to Lexie. Everyone knew he usually kept his di
Lexie hurried over, looking anxious. "I thought you two were arguing, so I wanted to give Mr. Houston a chance to clear up any misunderstanding. I'm sorry. He didn't actually want to dance with me."The other guests looked outside, eager to witness a classic showdown between the two women.Debra, however, only gave a faint smile. "It's just a dance. What does it even mean?"Her indifference took Lexie by surprise and hurt Marion's feelings."But," Debra continued, "it's indeed improper for him to dance with another woman while we're still married."Marion tensed up. "What do you want me to do?"Debra raised an eyebrow. "What, you want to make up for it?""Yes." His response was firm."Then jump into that fountain," she said. "And don't get out unless I say so."It was winter in Orkgate, and the weather was brutally cold.Anyone who jumped into that fountain at this hour would end up catching a cold and falling ill.Lexie panicked. "That's too much, Mrs. Houston. You can't ju
"Miss Trennery, please keep your distance from me. Don't do anything that might make my wife misunderstand," Marion said."Why? Why are you listening to her? It's wrong to always give in to her like this," Lexie countered, pointing at Debra. "This woman keeps saying you shouldn't be in touch with me, but everyone here knows better. She's been fooling around these past few days. She's not faithful to your marriage, and you should have divorced her."She stood on the high ground of morality, eager to expose Debra's hypocrisy.Debra only found it laughable. "That's right. We should get a divorce, but Marion doesn't agree. Try convincing him."Lexie quickly came over to help Marion out of the fountain. However, he didn't appreciate it and wouldn't even let her touch his clothes.Lexie was stunned that someone like Marion chose to be humiliated like that."Mr. Houston, I've always liked you," she confessed earnestly. "If you accept me, I'll do anything for you."Few men would turn do
Grover was irritated by Debra's persistence.She had always been the type to push when she had the upper hand. Now he was between a rock and a hard place.He had assumed that the couple had gone their separate ways. Who would have thought Marion still had feelings for Debra, who spent her nights at clubs, flirting with strangers?"Alright, this is getting boring," Debra said. "Since Miss Trennery is so fond of Marion, you can have him to yourself. I'll be waiting for you to convince him to divorce me."Lara was surprised by how effortlessly she had silenced the father and daughter.Debra turned to leave, not sparing a glance at Marion, who was still kneeling in the fountain.The crowd was shocked by her dominance. She could fool around, but she wouldn't allow Marion to do the same.Lexie rushed forward to help Marion, but he refused to stand up.A security guard approached and said, "Mr. Houston? A lady who just left told me you could get up now."Only then did Marion slowly r
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