At the Eaton Mansion, Juan gave Garland a final pop quiz, ensuring he had a thorough understanding of the Lowe Group.Satisfied, Juan set down the ruler. "That's good enough."Garland eyed the ruler, finally letting out a sigh of relief. "I told you, I'm a quick learner. Three days? Three hours would suffice.""You've got a thick skin," Juan muttered, not bothering to look up. "For the next few days, make sure Liza doesn't see Cathryn. Keep them apart until the engagement party."Garland sat down across from him. "Keep them from meeting?""Yes.""They're best friends, almost inseparable," Garland mused. "Even with this mess, Liza will forgive Cathryn if she apologizes sincerely. Liza doesn't like Drake that much after all. Men come and go.""That's why they can't meet.""You don't want them to reconcile?""Cathryn chose to be with Drake for her own gain, knowing it would hurt Liza. If they meet, Cathryn will sweet-talk Liza into forgiving her. You can't let Liza be friends wit
In the Legacy Hotel, Cathryn scrolled through the nasty comments online with growing irritation.Kale knocked on the door. "Miss Bernard, it's almost time.""Come in," Cathryn answered.Kale stepped inside and saw Cathryn dressed in an off-shoulder evening gown. She looked elegant and regal, embodying the image of a perfect socialite.Despite her refined upbringing, Cathryn had been shielded from the harshness of the outside world due to her fragile health. Facing such a violent onslaught from the internet, she could barely hold herself together."Where's Drake? I want to see him.""Mr. Lowe is still changing and not available right now."Cathryn shoved her phone toward him, the screen lit up with those venomous comments. "He'd better have an explanation for this. Aren't you even trying to do PR work?"Back when Debra was slandered online, Marion immediately had a PR team clean it up. But now, Drake was doing nothing for her.Kale glanced at the phone and said, "Don't worry, M
Kale couldn't fathom why Drake was so sure about that.Just then, a voice from outside the suite announced, "Boss, Mrs. Houston is here.""And Marion?" Drake asked."No sign of him," the guard replied.Drake nodded with satisfaction. "Good. I'll go greet her."The guard was surprised that Drake wanted to welcome Debra in person.Kale turned to the staff and ordered, "Clean up the room."The staff entered and saw more than a dozen suits laid out on the bed. It showed how seriously Drake was taking this engagement party.In the banquet hall, the guests were all business associates of the Bernard family, many of whom were dissatisfied with Marion's leadership.Debra entered and felt countless eyes on her. Their hostility and scrutiny were plain to see.Everyone knew that Marion had come back with his new wife this time.Although they weren't officially married, their relationship was public knowledge. Almost everyone there knew Cathryn's affection for Marion. Many had assumed C
Debra scoffed, "That's a bit rude. She's your fiancée?"Drake shrugged. "Business arrangement. No feelings involved.""Aren't you straightforward?" Debra snorted, her gaze flickering to the group of journalists. "But if you plan to use the Lowe family to outmaneuver Marion, I'd save myself the trouble if I were you.""Doubting my capability?" Drake leaned in. "You played me so many times. I've been kind enough not to hold it against you. But today, you'll bear witness to how I take everything Marion holds dear.""Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't come here to see you win anything.""Oh? Then why are you here?""To watch you make a fool of yourself."...In the center of the banquet hall, the host took the stage and enthusiastically began introducing the evening's main event: Drake's engagement with Cathryn.The reporters sprang into action, publishing the news on various platforms.As the host's voice echoed through the room, Drake handed his champagne glass to Debra. "Watch closely. E
"No. It must have been an oversight by my staff," Drake said, casting a glance at Liza.Then, with deliberate flair, he took Cathryn's hand in his and smiled. "Cathryn and Miss Eaton are such good friends. How could we possibly forget to invite Miss Eaton to our engagement party? Isn't that right, Cathryn?"Cathryn's face went as pale as a sheet as Drake pushed the problem to her.Debra, who had been sipping the champagne that Drake had handed her earlier, nearly choked. 'Wow, passing the blame like that?' "I..." Cathryn struggled to form a response.Drake cut in with feigned surprise, "What? Did you really forget to send Miss Eaton an invitation?"Cathryn paled further. She couldn't invite Liza, who had just broken off her engagement to Drake. Yet here was Drake, throwing the blame squarely on her shoulders.Cathryn found herself in a tight spot.Just then, Garland spoke up. "That aside, you get engaged again right after you break off your engagement with Liza. With your act
In just a few days, Fermin had managed to uncover all of Drake's associates. His tactics were indeed as formidable as the rumors suggested."The Eaton family may not be much, but we hold considerable influence here," Garland declared. "You failed Liza and wronged the Eaton family. You know what? While we may not control other territories, anyone who dares to do business with the Lowe family will face our wrath."Everyone in the crowd was shocked. They had believed that Drake would rise there as a new star, capable of challenging the Houston family. But now, it seemed that this star had been snuffed out before it could even shine.Debra struggled to stifle a laugh. She downed her champagne and placed the empty glass on a nearby table.Raising her voice, she said, "Mr. Eaton has made his point clear. Why is everyone still lingering here? Want to fight alongside Drake?"Drake glared at her. "You're enjoying this a bit too much, aren't you?"But his threat fell on deaf ears. She said
Garland, who had never been in a romantic relationship, cleared his throat.'Not in public. But when is it going to be my turn for a sweet romance like this?' he sighed.Drake grabbed Cathryn's arm and yanked her back. "What the hell do you think you're doing?"Cathryn bit her lip, irritated by the public display of affection. She shrugged off Drake's grip and stepped forward once again. But before she could get close, Marion shot her a cold glance."Marion.""Don't come near me."Marion's gaze held no hatred, but it was distant and cold."Miss Bernard," Garland stepped in, "assaulting someone with a weapon is a criminal offense. For the sake of your friendship with Liza, I can plead with Mr. Houston on your behalf. But whether or not he forgives you depends on Ms. Frazier."He turned to Debra, expecting her decision. All eyes fell on her.Liza tensed up, unsure of how Debra would deal with Cathryn.Debra didn't mince words. "Attempted assault with a weapon? No, I won't forgi
Ignoring Drake's cold glare, he turned back to Debra and said, "Honey, the drama's over. I'll go pull the car around.""Sure," Debra replied smoothly.Before leaving, Marion cast a glance at Garland, who immediately felt a shiver down his spine.Marion's presence was just overwhelming.'How could anyone say that we could stand against Marion? I'm the bravest one in the family, but he still gives me chills,' he groaned inwardly."Mr. Eaton, do you remember when I paid you 50 million to work for me?" Debra asked."Yeah," Garland replied casually.Debra was puzzled, and Garland's earpiece buzzed.He quickly corrected himself, "I do remember. At New Age.""Good," Debra said, turning to leave.Garland was confused by her actions."Kale, have someone clean this up. We're leaving," Drake said, his mood sour.Then he paused and turned to Cathryn. "Miss Bernard, since the party is ruined, let's call off our wedding plans.""What did you say?" Cathryn was shocked.She had lost her
"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,"