Marion set down the test tube and removed his protective gear."You know I didn't mean it that way," he said.Debra understood that Marion wasn't avoiding her out of disinterest but out of guilt for not protecting her better."I heard you burned down Drake's house.""Andrew told you?""It doesn't matter who told me. Did you do it?""Yes, I did. In fact, I wanted to kill him.""Then why didn't you?""Because I don't want you to be with a man who has blood on his hands."He had promised her to turn over a new leaf, but he wouldn't allow anyone to threaten Debra's safety. That was his bottom line.Seeing the guilt in his eyes, Debra hugged him tightly. "Who says you have blood on your hands? My dear, you're the purest man I've ever seen."She had been terrified that he would kill Drake. That would have undone all their efforts and burdened him with guilt.If they wanted to uncover the truth about the car accident that killed Marion's parents and the secrets hidden within Seama
Kale was annoyed by Liza's arrogance, but Drake remained unfazed."Kale, show your respect to Miss Eaton.""Did you hear that? I am your boss's savior and his fiancée. If you look at me like that again, I'll gouge out your eyes."With her threat hanging in the air, she headed back to her suite.Drake snorted, "Lucky for her. If she had come any earlier, I would have let the fire consume her.""But we can't mess with her family," Kale said with a frown."I know. That's why I didn't kill her when she talked like that.""What do we do now?""Find a place for me to stay.""I've already arranged it.""It should be near Debra's apartment.""But that woman is trouble."They had both thought Debra had only risen to prominence through her connections with Juan and later with Marion.But now, they realized she had the backing of the Mathis family, the Osborne family, and the Potter family. She was also the owner of the McKinney Group.Given how fiercely Marion protected her, Kale d
Shelia had been tied to the bed for two days. During this time, Juan hadn't regularly brought her food or water.Her mouth was still taped shut, and she had no choice but to relieve herself on the bed. The room reeked, and she was on the brink of going insane.Just then, she heard footsteps outside the room. Sophie tried to open the door but couldn't.Shelia struggled, trying desperately to make a sound to alert whoever outside, but her hopes were quickly dashed by a cold voice."Sophie."Sophie jumped, startled. "Sir, you weren't here last night. I thought I'd come in and clean up the room.""From now on, no one but me is allowed in this room," Juan said sternly."What about cleaning?" Sophie asked."I'll take care of it myself," Juan replied.Sophie nodded despite her puzzlement. Remembering something, she added, "By the way, Miss Miles hasn't been around for a few days. Should we send someone to look for her?""No need. I've already chased her away. Don't bring her up agai
Juan turned, leaving Shelia alone inside the room. The door was locked, sealing her fate.Downstairs, Sophie was in the storage room, looking at a strange silver mask and an unremarkable black suit. She didn't think these belonged to Juan.As Juan descended the stairs, he saw Sophie about to discard the items. He strode over to pick up the items."Sir, I found them in the storeroom and thought they were no longer needed. I was about to dispose of them.""These are mine. Don't touch anything in the storage room without permission.""Understood.""Also, this house no longer needs a maid. Go and take care of my grandmother. She's getting old and should enjoy her retirement. Don't let her go out without my permission.""But who will take care of the house if I leave?""I'll handle it myself. Just do as I say.""Yes, sir."Sophie gathered her belongings and left the house.Juan looked down at the silver mask. Then he placed it and the suit back in the storage room.He muttered t
Andrew said, "In the past, maybe not, but now it's hard to say."Erica furrowed her brow. "Is it because of Juan?"Juan's previous actions at the party suggested that he had allied himself with Drake.Randy grumbled, "Juan is a huge problem. Can't we take him down together?""It's not that simple," Andrew replied. "The Nichols family has been thriving since Juan took over. Even our ancestors had to avoid their sharp edge, and Juan's abilities are better than his predecessors."Erica frowned. "But why would he ally with Drake? Everyone knows about Drake's shady business, while the Nichols family's businesses are all legitimate. Is Juan trying to ruin his family?"Andrew explained, "Well, legitimacy might be the key here. Juan needs Drake's help with his gray business. He can't rely on Marion for that."He glanced at Debra and continued, "Moreover, Juan has his reasons for doing this. The alliance between the McKinney Group and the five families has threatened Juan's position as t
Debra took the contract and scanned it. Indeed, it stated that in three months, Juan would transfer all his shares in the Nichols Group to her."I thought you were joking, Mr. Nichols. But it seems you're serious," she said.Juan remained expressionless. "I'm a man of my word, but...""But?""I don't think you'll still be alive by then."Debra's smile froze on her face, and Juan continued, "I heard Drake inject you with a new type of drug. You've been pampered all your life, never knowing real hardship. If you can't make it through the next three months, the company won't be yours."Debra looked down at the contract and noticed a clause stating that if either party died within three months, the contract would be null and void.She sneered and quickly signed the contract."Don't worry. Even for the sake of your company, I will pull through.""We'll see about that."Juan's smile faded as he watched her go. He believed she would make it.As he exited the notary office, Joe appr
Two days had passed since the first bout of drug withdrawal hit Shelia.The room echoed with her heart-wrenching screams, and the chains binding her limbs clanked against the bed."Please, save me. I was wrong."Her pleas fell on deaf ears. Eventually, she screamed in despair, "Juan, why are you doing this to me? What did you inject me with?"Juan stood on the other side of the room, looking down at the timer in his hand.The first bout of pain lasted about three hours. During that time, Shelia went from excitement to madness. It was painful but not fatal.Shelia collapsed on the bed, her eyes sunken and surrounded by dark circles. After being locked up and tortured for days, she looked like a withered husk.Confirming the end of the first stage, Juan rose from the sofa. He had already prepared a nutritional supplement, which he blended into a juice and poured down Shelia's throat.Shelia choked, feeling like her insides were being ripped out.These days, Juan had been feeding
"He injected me with a diluted version?" Debra was surprised.She hadn't expected Drake to still have a conscience. But then, another question struck her. "How do you know all this?"Andrew explained, "Marion did a lot for the Bernard family, who had their hands in both legal and illegal businesses. At that lawless place, Marion suffered a lot and even got hooked on drugs. Doctors thought he was a lost cause, but he pulled through with sheer willpower and kicked the habit in a year.""How could it be? I thought Mr. Bernard was kind to him," Debra said, confused."Kindness? For people like us, there's no such thing," Andrew said. "Shawn saw potential in Marion and kept him close. Marion had to take extreme measures to gain his trust. You know, among the four families, the Houston family is the most capable. Marion ending up overseas wasn't an accident; it was part of Caleb's long-term plan. You were probably too young to know, but Marion was the most outstanding and mature among us.
"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,"