Marion planted a kiss on Debra's forehead.These past months, he'd missed her like hell. Rumors about their marriage falling apart bugged him badly. He'd nearly trashed a few tabloids over it but held back.Right now, he just wanted to hold her hand, march out in public, and tell the world she was his forever love."It's only been two months," Debra teased, poking his cheek. "Why are you acting like a kid?"He caught her hand. "62 days, 1,512 hours, 90,720 minutes. Every second apart, I was thinking of you.""Me too," she said, smiling as she kissed the corner of his mouth.Countless nights, she'd reach for his pillow in her sleep, only to find it empty. These past two months made her realize he meant more to her than she'd ever thought.He was part of her life and the only family left in this world. He was her rock and her one and only love."I don't care how others define love," she said. "Love doesn't even cover how much you mean to me."Her words touched him, and his throa
"I didn't." Erica smacked his head. "Just focus on your business."Debra and Marion exchanged a glance. Then all four crowded around the screen."This site's got about ten thousand accounts," Randy said. "Not a huge number, but for a site like this, it's wild. If the Illuminati members are all rich folks, these users cover every big shot and nouveau riche out there. So, I hacked into one that doesn't log in much. Shouldn't raise any flags."They skimmed the site fast, hunting for clues."Look at this." Debra pointed.A powder listed on the homepage caught her attention, reminding her of the drug Drake had injected her with before.She frowned. "Drake shut down the production of this drug, didn't he? Why is it still floating around the black market?""No trademark on this stuff," Randy said. "Someone's probably cooking up a knockoff or the real deal and mass-producing it."He thought for a moment and added, "I remember when the Lowe Group developed this drug, they discovered it
"Well then, I'll check it out myself," Drake said, trying to climb out of bed.Debra and Marion each grabbed an arm, pinning him back down."You're not going anywhere," they said in unison.Marion glared. "Don't make trouble for us."Debra echoed, "You know the Illuminati's after you. You step out there and die.""So what? I'm not afraid." Drake shrugged.Debra's lip twitched at his defeatist vibe. "Marion, I wanna smack him.""I got it," Marion said, raising a hand.Kale burst in just in time, blocking him. "Mr. Lowe hasn't recovered yet."Marion glared at him, but Kale stood his ground."It's alright." Debra stepped in. "Drake, you should stay put and heal. That will save us a lot of trouble.""I..." Drake wanted to argue, but Marion's hand clapped on his shoulder, making him wince."Stay and heal," Marion repeated before leaving with Debra.Drake rubbed his sore shoulder, and Kale advised him, "Boss, you indeed need to rest up.""Lying here like a useless lump?" Drake
Drake fell silent.That was how it should've been. He'd told himself over and over that it was just a deal.That was how he'd always rolled, turning everything into a transaction, and he wasn't really helping Debra and Marion.But now, they were up against the Illuminati. It was like ants versus an elephant. He couldn't just watch them march to their deaths and do nothing."Don't let anyone know about my deal with Andrew," he said. "Or else...""I know. I won't slip," Kale assured.Andrew had made it clear that they should keep their deal from Debra, and Drake wasn't planning to spill anyway....In the computer room, Debra and Marion walked in on Randy and Erica flirting.Erica jumped off Randy, yelling, "Why didn't you knock?""Yeah, that's rude," Randy echoed.Debra cleared her throat. "Uh, you didn't lock the door."Randy glared. "Marion, get her in line.""She is right," Marion said."Enough. Get to the point." Erica pinched Randy's arm.Rubbing the sting, Randy gru
Debra forced herself to calm down, but her hands wouldn't stop shaking."What's wrong?" Marion frowned, grabbing her hand to steady her.Her breathing sped up, her heart pounding. "Quick... Call the Eatons.""Okay, I'm on it," Marion said, pulling out his phone.Before he could dial, Debra snatched it. "I'll do it."Erica patted her back. "Take it easy. What's going on? Talk to us.""No time." Debra's face went pale.She called three times, but no one was answering.She looked up at Marion. "Get Fermin."Erica and Randy were baffled. Fermin was their enemy."What's up?" Erica pressed. "Why Fermin?"Debra's mind was a mess."I've been to that chocolate shop before," she said. "Michael's agent said he liked their stuff, so I grabbed a box for him last time I was overseas. Michael got beat up and jailed. Mr. Eaton Sr. bailed him out."Her words were jumbled, but the trio pieced it together."You're saying Michael is Illuminati?" Randy gaped. "No way. He's been with us the wh
"I'll go," Marion said. "You stay at Potter Mansion and rest. I'll check it out."Debra shook her head. "No. Mr. Eaton Sr. saved Michael because of Liza and her ties to me. If something's wrong, I can't stay back."Marion respected her choice. "Well then, we'll go together. If anything happens, we'll get each other's backs."Debra nodded, praying it was a fluke. But if Michael was the mole, she would confront him and find out if their two years of teamwork were just fake."You don't need to go overseas," a voice cut in.Jordan stood at the door, grim. "Just got word: the Eaton family is in chaos. Mr. Eaton Sr. had a sudden attack last night. He's being rescued in the hospital.""What about Michael?" Debra asked, trembling."He went missing," Jordan replied.Everyone knew what that meant. All eyes landed on Debra. Her eyes reddened, her body shaking. She didn't say a word, but the tension screamed."Debra..." Erica tried to comfort her, but nothing came out."I'm going over,"
Liza rushed to the ICU upon receiving the news.A bodyguard stopped her. "Mr. Eaton said no one gets near the room and disturbs the patient's rest."Liza smacked him, and he bowed his head.Her eyes were red, her vibe darker than ever. "That's my dad in there. Why can't I go in? Move!""Mr. Eaton forbids it. Please, don't make things hard for us," the bodyguard said, stuck.No one there dared to defy her. They all knew how much Fermin doted on her."I don't care," she snapped. "Step aside, or I'll have my brother skin you alive. Let's see if you still block me."Her threat chilled him. She might be bluffing, but Fermin wouldn't."What's the ruckus?" Fermin's voice cut through."Mr. Eaton." The bodyguard bowed his head."Didn't I tell you no one gets near?" Fermin's tone dripped danger.Coming with him was a group of elite guards. The bodyguard was daunted by their aura.Liza stepped forward. "Dad is in a bad condition. Why wouldn't you let me see him? Does this have anythin
She only had Fermin and Bert left in this world.She had no mom and no real friends. She couldn't lose Bert or watch Fermin turn into this.She didn't want Debra's crew hurt either.Fermin pulled her into a hug. "Don't worry. Dad will be fine. I'll make sure of it."His promise unleashed her tears. The hospital hallway echoed with her cries.Once she calmed down, Fermin had someone take her away.A guard stepped up. "Mr. Eaton, our master is waiting ahead.""You've tailed me this whole way," Fermin said coldly. "Gonna keep it up? I don't like shadows."The guards stayed silent, just following orders. If their boss said stick to Fermin, they'd die before leaving his side."Loyal dogs to your master," Fermin scoffed, brushing past them.He walked into an empty ward. A tall figure in a white shirt stood by the window."You've really opened my eyes," he said, surprised."I'm flattered, Mr. Eaton," Michael said, turning around.His crisp white shirt had dried bloodstains. Notic
Night settled in deep.Debra and the crew were still waiting for Michael's reply."Still nothing? They don't buy it, do they?" Erica paced, antsy."Give it time. They'll bite," Debra said, clutching her phone.She had promised Kale she would bring Drake back. No breaking that.A text finally pinged her phone. It was Michael.Everyone heaved a sigh of relief. Like Debra said, the Illuminati couldn't rule out her having the real stone.If theirs was fake, Michael and his crew couldn't afford the fallout."Marion, it's on you now," Debra said.The Houston family had military muscle on tap. The Potter family owned elite guards and intel. Erica and Randy were solid backups.But this meeting? Debra had to go herself."Does it have to be now? Maybe wait till you're healed?" Erica said.Debra shook her head. "Drake is at risk every day he's with them. I can't take that chance. Just like they can't risk us holding the stone.""She's right," Randy jumped in. "Drag this out, and who
"What're you looking at?" Lara asked, stepping out and spotting Michael by the window."Debra says the stone Drake gave us is fake," he replied."What? No way." Drake shot up from his seat."Are you messing with us?" Lara's sharp gaze landed on him."No. Debra's talking nonsense," Drake insisted."We'll see," Michael said, unruffled.Debra was offering the stone on the condition of meeting with their leader. It fit her style."She thinks she can just waltz in and see our master?" Lara sneered."The stone's a big deal to him. I bet he'll agree," Michael replied, shutting his phone."Don't tell me you're sweet on Debra," she hissed. "You keep letting her off. Don't wanna kill her, huh?""Unlike you, I don't get off on killing," he countered. "If she's not in my way, why bother? You're out there slaughtering, just making enemies for the Illuminati. You're venting rather than serving.""You don't get it. I'm building fear for the Illuminati," she justified herself. "They need to
Oscar set down the receiver and threw his hands up. "I'm not resisting. Don't spook my staff," he said.Chace tried to step in, but Oscar's look stopped him.This incident was major. Almost half of Flesta's people had fallen victim.Everyone at the company, Chace included, got hauled in for questioning. As the head, Oscar was the main target.The line went dead, and Debra's heart sank."Those bastards," Randy cursed, "hitting us on both sides. No wonder the Illuminati has been quiet. They have been gunning for our partners.""They're smart," Debra said. "Can't take us head-on, so they go after our allies. They want everyone to see partnering with us as a dead end. If we let this slide, we're doomed eventually.""What should we do?" Erica stomped, fuming. "We just sit here and watch them pick off our friends one by one?""They're showing us what happens if we cross them. They want us to bow. The only way out is to flip the script and strike first.""Strike first? What does th
Seeing Debra's worried look, Marion said, "You should just focus on healing and leave the rest to us. We might not match the Illuminati, but they won't mess with us randomly here in Seamar City."The Four Great Families had ruled Seamar City for a century. Although the former heads had faded, the new generation was sharper and stronger. They could hold off the Illuminati's push.Debra's phone rang. It was Oscar calling."You free? I've got something to tell you," he said.Debra put it on the speaker. No one could guess the aim of his call.In Flesta, the Odom family's business was booming again. He should have been busy with work."What's up?" she asked."There's big trouble in Flesta," he replied. "We didn't want to bug you, but it's spiraling out of control. We're out of moves.""What happened?" She had a bad feeling.Oscar paused. "A new drug has popped up in Flesta. Tons of our staff got hooked, just like regular folks. The police are on it now. We checked our products and
Debra stared at the pendant.What had happened yesterday came flooding back.Kale was gone, and the fact hit her hard."It's my fault," she said in agony. "If he hadn't gone with me, he would have been alive.""Everyone makes their calls," Marion soothed her. "If there's blame, it's on the Illuminati. I was terrified, almost losing you.""I felt like you were nearby, so I wasn't afraid," she said, leaning into him. "They'll pay for hurting Drake and killing Kale. I'll make sure of it.""No matter what happens, we're in this together," he said.Exhaustion took over. She closed her eyes and drifted off.When she woke up, it was already noon the next day. Her injury kept her from moving much.Everyone gathered outside her bedroom. William came in to check on her."You're fine. Just change the dressings on time," he said, packing up his kit. "You guys can come in now."Debra adjusted her clothes and leaned against the headboard. "Sorry to trouble you.""We're in this together,"
William left quickly.Marion got up to lock the door and returned to the bedside.Sitting back into the chair, he switched on a dim lamp, making sure Debra would see him first thing if she woke up."Brother..." Debra mumbled.Marion leaned in. "I'm here."Her murmurs stopped, but her hands shot up, grasping at the air. "It's so dark. Save me."He grabbed her flailing hands right away. "Don't be scared. I'm right here."But she didn't calm down. She clutched his hand, her nails scratching at his skin. "Brother, save me," she murmured, feeling like she was trapped in a pitch-black hold.Cold seawater seemed to swallow her whole. The biting chill seeped into every crack of her body. The stench of the ocean made her gag.The water was up to her chin. She stood on tiptoes, desperate for a breath in that tiny space."Save me." Her eyes flew open.Familiar surroundings came into view. Her pupils darted until they landed on Marion. Her racing heart finally slowed."Marion?" Her v
Not long after, Marion came out with Debra.William nudged Erica and Randy. "Told you it would be soon.""How's she out here fresh after surgery?" Erica gawked.Debra was supposed to recover in the hospital, but seeing her unconscious form on the stretcher, Erica figured he had his reasons."Let's go back," Jordan chimed in. "The Potter Mansion's got a top-notch medical team. If we need gear, I'll grab it.""Yeah, hospitals suck anyway," Randy said. "Let's head back. It's freezing out here."They'd planned to grab food and head in, but Erica had made them wait so Marion could have more time with Debra. Now they were all sniffling."I'm... Achoo." William sneezed again, then bolted for the car. "I'm out of there. It's freaking cold."He had treated so many patients, but this was the first time he had fallen ill.Debra, still out cold, was loaded into the back. Marion stayed close, tending to her.By the time they reached the Potter Mansion, it was the middle of the night.Wil
William rubbed his eyes in disbelief.They had taken the emergency lane to the hospital, but Marion and the others arrived right behind their heels after going through a battle."We floored it. That's not the point," Erica replied.Marion and Jordan were already striding into the hospital.Randy grabbed Erica's arm. "Come on. Let's go.""Huh? William is still here." She was puzzled.Inside, the operating room's red light glowed.Marion arrived first. The hospital director greeted him, saying, "Mrs. Houston is in surgery now. Our top doctors have assessed her. The wound's been handled perfectly, and she is out of danger."Marion's face softened a bit. Erica heaved a sigh of relief. "Thank God. She's fine now."They'd been terrified seeing Debra collapse in a pool of blood."You're wiped out. Why don't you rest a bit?" Erica said, turning to Marion."I'll wait here," he replied, his eyes glued to the red light.Until it turned green, he couldn't rest his mind at ease."Well
Michael raised an eyebrow. "My plan never included you. Does our master know you snuck here from Orkgate? And you've got the nerve to question me?"Lara glared at him, her body aching from the burns. Her face twisted with anger."Take Miss Sharp back for treatment. It will take two hours to get back, so she'll have to tough it out," Michael ordered, unfazed.Before leaving with his crew, he lamented sanctimoniously, "Such a shame, ruining a pretty face like that."Lara clenched her fists, incandescent with rage....In the ambulance, Debra coughed up another mouthful of blood. It splattered right onto William's white coat."Aw." William almost griped about the mess, holding back only at the sight of her bad condition.He had to save her, no matter what. It was a promise he'd made to Andrew.He didn't even want to think about what would happen to him if Debra didn't make it today."Maybe another shot of painkiller? We've gotta get that bullet out fast," a medic suggested."Yo