All the partners were ready to cut ties with the McKinney Group. Now, all Edgar needed was some cash for PR work. Once he brought down Oscar and smeared the reputation of the McKinney Group, it was game over for them.Chace, however, voiced his concern. "Sir, many of our projects are losing money. Are you sure it's wise to spend ten billion on PR against the McKinney Group? Isn't it a bit risky?""Risky? If we get all those partners on our side, we'll dominate the market. Ten billion? We'll earn that back in a few years. Do you think my business empire can't handle a little turbulence?" Edgar said dismissively.Chace remained silent, though worry clouded his face. He hadn't realized just how complicated the situation in Seamar City was until now.Projects were hemorrhaging money, and many partners had been poached by their competitors. Yet Edgar seemed unconcerned about the crumbling foundation beneath him.Ever since he received Debra's provocation, Edgar had been spiraling, obse
"Aren't you curious about how Kolton really died?"Debra's words stopped Chace in his tracks."What do you mean by that?""Everyone thinks he died of a heart attack, but the truth? Edgar killed him."Chace laughed, disbelief lacing his voice. "That's ridiculous. Why would he kill his father?""You refuse because you never had a father, so you regarded Kolton as your father. The truth is that Kolton wanted to find Oscar. Edgar saw that as a threat to his position and deliberately caused Kolton's death," Debra said.She was not making up things. It was something she picked up from a tabloid in her past life.Initially, due to the tragic love story between Edgar and Jade, Edgar's image as a deeply loving man gained significant popularity. However, some tabloids dug into his past and exposed the existence of Oscar. She had the chance to read that article, which was written very convincingly. It detailed how Edgar caused Kolton's death to secure his position, including testimonies
"I have some things to take care of. I'll be leaving now," Chace said as he turned to leave the hotel.Drake came up with a cryptic smile."You and he...""What do you think we are?""Whatever it is, just as long as you're not planning on running away.""Why would I? If I wanted to run, I could have left last night.""Don't play dumb with me. You're not running because you know it's impossible to escape."Debra's smile fazed as she realized that Drake had pieced together why she'd returned to his side that night.Drake arched a brow. "Relax. As long as you know your place, I don't care why you came back."Debra's eyes glinted mischievously. "I'm not sure what makes me so special to you. Are you falling for me?"Drake clutched her chin and examined her face."Pretty face," he murmured, tilting her head slightly, "but a brain full of vanity."He let go of her and added, "Come to my room tonight. There's something I need to discuss with you in private."His sudden request cau
"I've been removed from all my duties at the McKinney Group by your boss. I have to explain things to my boss, don't I? And who else would compensate for my loss?" Debra explained.Not buying it, Kale extended his hand and demanded, "Give me the phone.""Alright." Debra complied.Kale spoke into the phone. "Who's this?""Hello, this is the secretary office of the McKinney Group. Is Ms. Frazier doing alright?" Marion replied.Kale frowned and handed the phone back to Debra. "Mr. Lowe forbids you to contact anyone outside."Debra hung up the phone. "Alright. In that case, tell Mr. Lowe that he owes me 30 thousand dollars in lost wages. If I don't see that money in my account soon, I'll make sure to make things very difficult for you."Kale's frown deepened. "Do you really need that money?""You can figure that out," Debra said. "You know, someone lured Ralph into gambling, which caused my family to go broke. I've just finished paying off my debts thanks to my divorce settlement w
As Debra thought about the pack of birth control pills from earlier that day, she forced a smile and said, "Mr. Lowe, I'm not that hungry.""I know. You didn't like what the hotel served yesterday," Drake responded."No, I'm really not hungry," Debra said.She was eager to excuse herself and prayed that Marion would arrive soon.Drake started eating. As if engaging in casual conversation, he asked, "Kale said you contacted someone from the McKinney Group today.""It was an old colleague," Debra quickly explained. "I had some paid leave to record that show, and they still owe me 30 thousand dollars. I thought I'd ask about it when you submitted my resignation. After all, jobs with salaries like that aren't easy to find."She picked up her fork and knife, trying to mask her nervousness with action. But then she thought about the possibility of Drake drugging the food, so she put the tableware back down.Drake chuckled, "What's the matter? Afraid I drugged the food?"Debra stiffen
Without a glance at the box, Drake handed it to Debra. "Take it.""I won't," she blurted out.Drake frowned. "You're sick. Do you want to end up in the hospital?""Who's sick? Who takes birth control pills randomly?" Debra countered.Drake froze. "Birth control pills?"Kale was just as confused.Debra held up the box. "These are birth control pills. Don't tell me you don't know."Drake stared at the box. The label didn't mention anything about contraception."It's norgestrel," he read aloud. "Where does it say birth control?"Debra was speechless. It was almost unbelievable that a man like Drake, with all his power, had no idea what birth control pills looked like."If they're not birth control pills, why are you making me take them?" she asked."You said your belly hurt. I asked the staff, and they recommended this for pain relief. Don't be ungrateful," Drake huffed.The waitress came up to explain, "Mr. Lowe said you had a tummy ache. I take this for my period cramps, so
"Your men have been held down. There is no escape," Marion said.Drake turned to look at Debra with a cold smile. "Ms. Frazier, you've really surprised me."Debra tried to stand and run to Marion, but as soon as she got up, a wave of dizziness washed over her.She glanced at the wine glass on the table, quickly realizing that the wine had been drugged. Drake had been prepared all along.Before she could steady herself, Kale pressed a blade against her throat.Debra's body went limp, her strength fading fast. Through blurry vision, she could see Marion's panicked face as he rushed toward her, but her consciousness was slipping away bit by bit."I thought the person she contacted this morning was Juan, but it turns out to be you," Drake said calmly as he dusted off his suit. "You know how skilled Kale is. I'll give you two choices: take Kale and me to the airport or watch her die."Neither of those choices was what Marion desired.Debra tried to speak, but before she could, Mar
Marion quickly explained, "That was because..."Debra cut him off. "And you pointed a gun at me. Were you trying to kill me?""No. Kale's reflexes are top-notch. He would never let you die.""So, you were just gambling with my life, trusting a stranger to protect me? What if he hadn't reacted fast enough?""I raised the gun one centimeter higher. Even if he failed to react, the bullet wouldn't hit you."Overcome with sadness, Debra threw herself into his arms, finally letting out all the frustration, fear, and anger she'd been holding in for days."Do you even know what Drake is like? He is a monster," she sobbed, burying her face in Marion's chest.Randy made a quick gesture to the others in the room, signaling them to stay quiet and move carefully. One by one, they slipped out of the room. On his way out, Randy closed the door behind him, giving the two some privacy."I know," Marion whispered, stroking her back. "You're safe now. I'm here with you."Debra gradually calmed d
"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
Drake's mouth hung open, but no words came out."I swapped the drug for saline," Juan said. "You're on your own tonight. You've only had one dose, so there might still be a chance. If you don't wanna die here, suck it up. Don't let Kale die for nothing."Juan dropped that and left the room.Drake slumped on the bed. Old memories came flooding back, from their first meeting to their camaraderie. They had been through thick and thin together.If it hadn't been for him, Kale wouldn't have been dead....In the hospital, Liza kept watch outside the ICU where Bert lay.Two black-suited guards blocked the door. Even after surgery, they wouldn't let her in."When can I see him?" she asked, clenching her fists.The guards stood like statues, ignoring her."That's my dad," she shouted, pounding their chests. "I need to be with him. Move. Get out of my way.""Stop it." Fermin strode up, grabbing her swinging fist. "You're an Eaton. Act like it."He turned and slapped a guard hard. "Y
Juan arrived at a villa on Seamar City's outskirts. It was where Drake was locked up.It was pitch black in the room, with only a bed. The windows were nailed shut.The moment Drake handed over the stone, he'd guessed his fate. The Illuminati had rules for traitors: the blessing ritual.But that "blessing" was just injecting their latest drug into turncoats. They would be used as free guinea pigs. Death was the best outcome. Surviving meant real torture.It didn't hurt. Rather, it felt like heaven. That was why they called it a blessing."When did they shoot you up with that stuff?" Juan asked.Drake leaned back on the bed, nonchalant. "I gave them the stone. It doesn't matter to you. Just give me the drug."By night, he was a mess.The stuff could ease the pain for an hour. Then hell would kick in. Once the cravings hit, it felt like ants gnawing his bones.The pain wired into his nerves. At its worst, he'd bash the wall, tempted to bite his tongue off.He couldn't leave wit
To the bishop, Debra and her crew were small fry.A hundred years ago, the Four Great Families might've been untouchable. But now? Their roots were shaky.The Illuminati, on the other hand, had grown unstoppable.For the stone, he'd see them and let them feel the Illuminati's might. It was something callows like them couldn't touch."Tell them I pick the time and place," he said. "Get the stone ready. If it's fake, they'll get the harshest punishment from God.""Yes, Master," Michael replied, turning to leave.Lara stood up to protest, "I'm against this. We should take the chance to wipe them out and take their assets."In her mind, the four families were nothing. When they could snatch what they wanted, there was no need for deals or games."God spares all," the bishop muttered. "I'll give them a shot to live. If they bow, why kill them?"Lara fell silent, but Frederic stepped out of the shadows. He asked, "What about the stone Drake gave us?""Only one of the two stones is
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