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
"Why did you go so hard on yourself?" Marion sighed.He stood up, walking over to the kitchen to soak a towel in warm water.Debra huffed, "It's because of you. What else was I supposed to do when you had a gun pointed at my head?"Marion came back, crouching beside her. He gently pressed the damp towel against the wound on her thigh."My gun will never be aimed at you," he said in a hoarse voice.Debra sensed his exhaustion, reaching out to cup his face. Only then did she notice the circles under his eyes.His exhaustion was barely hidden, and no amount of bravado could disguise the toll the last few days had taken on him.She knew Marion must have gone through hell trying to find her. He probably hadn't slept properly since she'd gone missing.Feeling touched, she leaned forward and kissed him. At first, it was a quick, gentle kiss, but Marion deepened it, pulling her close as if afraid she might vanish again."Debra..." he whispered her name between kisses, his voice thick
"Put me down."Debra panicked, thinking he was about to start something again. She wasn't sure she could handle another round of his endless energy."Scared?""I am. If we stay apart for too long again, I might die in your bed."Marion bent down and silenced her with a kiss."Don't ever say something so unlucky again.""Alright."It had been a close call. If fate hadn't played out the way it did, they might never have seen each other again.A knock at the door interrupted their moment."Guys, are you up yet?" Randy's voice came from the hallway.Debra quickly wriggled free from Marion's embrace."Yeah, what's up?""Edgar's secretary is waiting for you in the lobby. He mentioned an appointment.""Alright, I'll be down in a minute."She hadn't expected Chace to find her so soon.Standing on tiptoe, she playfully pinched Marion's cheek. "Go get me some toothpaste. I've got work to do."Marion smiled indulgently, "Sure thing."In the lobby, Chace glanced around and noticed
Debra furrowed her brow. "You know Edgar killed Kolton, yet you're still going to protect him?"Chace sighed, "I'm protecting Kolton's legacy. I can't just stand by and watch it crumble."He knew very well that if he helped Debra, the Odom family would be pushed to the brink.Debra chuckled, "Who said Kolton's legacy would crumble?"Chace scoffed, "You've spent all this time planning, haven't you? All to bring down Edgar and wipe out the Odom family.""You're half right.""What do you mean?""I do want to bring Edgar down, but that doesn't mean I want to destroy the Odom family."Chace was surprised. Debra had all but won, and even if he laid out all the risks to Edgar, the latter wouldn't listen.Debra had the power to crush the Odom family's financial backing with a single command. Bankruptcy was just a matter of time now."I have my principles. My beef is with Edgar. All of this is just to take him down. I have no intention of wiping out the Odom Group.""Who would believ
Chace sighed, "Since you've already planned everything, why bother asking me? You could take over the Odom Group without me, without even negotiating.""It's not the same," Debra said. "You're a veteran. No one knows the inner workings better than you. If Oscar takes over without you by his side, even with all his financial expertise, it won't be enough. Besides, you were trained by Kolton. If you acknowledge Oscar, no one will dare question his legitimacy."Chace thought for a moment. "Alright, I'll agree.""Good. I'll have the contracts drawn up as soon as possible. Let's hope for a smooth partnership," Debra said, extending her hand.Chace hesitated briefly before shaking hands with her.In the afternoon, Debra boarded a flight to Seamar City. She even got some rare, peaceful sleep in the plane's cabin. By the time they landed, it was already midnight.When Erica heard that Debra had returned, she left the party midway and rushed straight to Marion's house.She threw her arms
On the TV screen, Juan gazed at Shelia with an affection so tender it could almost be mistaken for genuine.He gently fixed her hair, the two of them laughing and chatting, every inch the picture-perfect couple.The warmth in his eyes was convincing—not a hint of pretense to be found.Erica leaned in and remarked, "Strange, isn't it? This isn't their first public appearance together. I've just come from the banquet where they were present.""Yes, it is strange," Debra murmured, her eyes glued to the screen.Juan's gaze was filled with nothing but warmth and devotion. Then, something else caught her eye—a ring gleaming on Shelia's finger. It was unmistakably the Nichols family's heirloom ring.Debra grabbed the remote, rewound the footage for a few seconds, and paused it. The scene froze with Juan brushing Shelia's hair aside, her smile bright as she raised her hand to straighten his tie.There it was, clear as day. Shelia was wearing the Nichols family's heirloom ring."What's
"Marion," Debra said suddenly, "the first time we met was at that auction, wasn't it?"Marion nodded. "Yes, it was.""Back then, you were deliberately bidding against me, just to get my attention, weren't you?""Yes."Marion chuckled, and Debra frowned playfully. "You're sneaky. Who taught you to catch a girl's attention that way?"With a quiet laugh, Marion admitted, "It was the only idea I could come up with at the time."Debra's voice dropped. "What if I hadn't shown up that night? Or what if I'd shown up looking a mess?"That auction was a pivotal moment. If she had tried to mimic Shelia's style in her last life and ended up a laughingstock, Marion might never have noticed her. He might have even thought she was ridiculous.Marion's gaze intensified. "It wouldn't have mattered. Whether you were dressed to impress or in a mess, as long as you showed up, I'd have known you were the one I wanted.""Sweet talker," Debra muttered.After all, in her previous life, their paths h
Debra gazed at the ring and nodded.Marion patted her head. "I'll take you back to work today.""Alright."For the past few days, the McKinney Group had been resting on Ben's capable shoulders. Debra wasn't sure how well he had managed, but she knew it must have been a challenge.Halfway through the journey, Debra opened her phone. While she was in Flesta, she gave Chace her new number. As expected, a message from him sent the previous night popped up as soon as her phone came to life.Edgar had pulled most of the funds out of the Odom Group, leading to a complete halt in their operations. If they couldn't restore things within three days, all partnerships would dissolve.Moreover, rumors were spreading like wildfire, damaging the public's perception of the company and causing its stock to plummet. It also triggered a wave of broken contracts from major partners. Bankruptcy loomed ominously on the horizon.Debra's lips curled slightly. It seemed they had this under control.To
"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
"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,"