"How so?" Debra retorted. "When you took all the advertisers from me, did you show any mercy?"The air in the room grew tense. None of those shareholders dared to intervene.Debra leaned in and whispered to Theda, "If I'm right, you signed a betting agreement with Runestone Bank. They invested two billion dollars in Buchan Entertainment's rise in Seamar City. But if you can't make four billion dollars in three years, you lose the bet. And if you lose, you know what the consequences are, right?"If she lost, she'd have to repay the four billion. If she couldn't, everything she had pledged would go to Runestone.Debra had figured out the motives behind her sudden cut with the Buchan Group and her eagerness to take over the Nichols Group, and Debra had obtained more information on her through Marion.Debra continued, "What do you think Melody would say if she found out? Would she still want you to take charge of the Nichols Group?""Not your concern," Theda spat.Her bet with Runes
Debra could have waited for more days before Buchan Entertainment's artists collapsed from overwork.Then she could swoop in and steal all their artists."Isn't the current situation good enough? I don't make things too hard for others, especially women. If I did that, you'd not only face the consequences of losing the bet but also those sky-high penalty fees from the advertisers. That would drive you to your grave," Debra replied nonchalantly.Theda was confused. In her mind, people like them never held back when dealing with enemies, but Debra was an exception."But having a kind heart doesn't always lead to a good outcome," Theda muttered. "I was seriously trying to take down the McKinney Group."Debra shrugged. "I felt no pressure."Her confident look made Theda frown, but deep down, Theda knew she could never achieve that goal.It wasn't because Debra was running the McKinney Group so well, but because Andrew was standing behind her.Theda smiled bitterly, "Luck is really
Debra paused, and Juan added, "I know you and Marion are getting married, so happy wedding.""Thank you," she replied without looking back.Juan shook his head and smiled bitterly as she walked away without hesitation.Theda came up, surprised to see the agreement in his hand. "She just gave it to you like that?""She never cared about this stuff," Juan replied, handing it to her. "The Nichols Group's future depends on you now.""I'll do my best," Theda replied. "But if Debra knew taking over the company wasn't in her best interest, would she thank you for disrupting everything?"Juan remained silent, and she lamented, "What a shame! She probably sees you as a traitor now."Before leaving, Juan glanced at her. "Just focus on your issues here."Theda wasn't offended. The shares were in her hands now. That was all that mattered.Outside, Debra got into Marion's car. He said, "I saw someone go in.""Who was it?" Debra asked with feigned ignorance.Marion turned his head away. "
"12 outfits? Are we hosting a flowing banquet?" Debra was astounded.Marion smiled indulgently, "Then we won't change.""You can't skip that part." Caleb's voice suddenly came, and he hobbled in with his cane.The attendants quickly stepped aside.Caleb smiled and walked over to Debra. "That's not too many. Marion's mother did the same at her wedding. This is a once-in-a-lifetime event, and you'll have the best of everything.""Well, this is my second.""There wasn't even a ceremony. It doesn't count."Debra was amused, and Marion chimed in, "Changing outfits takes time and energy. She looks great without changing anyway.""What do you know?" Caleb almost poked his cane in Marion's face. "It's the custom. No negotiation."With that, he signaled for the attendants to bring the dresses.Soon enough, they brought a wedding dress for Debra. "This is a designer piece with a five-meter-long train.""How long?" Debra thought she had misheard.One of the attendants replied, "Five-m
Just as Debra and Marion were locked in a tender gaze, Erica's voice suddenly echoed from the doorway.She rushed inside and admired Debra's wedding dress. "I've never seen such a gorgeous wedding dress in my life. It's making me want to get married too."Halfway through her words, she suddenly realized Randy was standing behind her.She cringed and corrected herself. "I mean, I want to wear a wedding dress, not get married."Randy imagined Erica in a wedding dress and blushed."Erica, what brings you here?" Debra asked."Me? Randy told me Caleb asked me to come," Erica replied, glancing around. "But I don't see him anywhere."Debra explained, "He was here but left a moment ago.""Left? Then why did he ask me to come?""Probably to try on the bridesmaid dress."Debra winked at the attendant, who immediately stepped forward. "That's right, Miss Mathis. Mr. Houston Sr. wanted you to try on your bridesmaid dress. And Mr. Osborne, your groomsman suit is ready too. Everything's up
Marion was equally astonished.Debra asked him, "So, you've been setting up the venue abroad?""I don't know." Marion frowned in doubt.This wasn't his plan. He had chosen a domestic hotel as the wedding venue."Caleb pulled a fast one, as usual," Erica chimed in, coming downstairs in her bridesmaid's gown. "He probably wants to give you an unforgettable wedding."Walking beside her, Randy reminded them, "There are three hours left for you to try on wedding gowns. You need to finish within the time limit, or Caleb might make you stand at attention as punishment."Debra felt like the Houston family had raised the alert level to DEFCON 1. This didn't feel like a wedding at all. It was more like a mission to complete."Madam, we have 12 models with similar body types to yours. They'll be at your service," said the attendant.Debra understood the implication. She had three hours to select 12 satisfying ones from the one thousand gowns. With a helpless smile, she sprang to action.
Erica pressed Debra down into the seat.Debra sighed, "We're already on the plane. There is no escape for me.""That's not what I'm worried about," Erica replied. "You know, if I don't complete the task, Caleb will punish me.""At least tell me where we are headed," Debra insisted."It's not far. You've been there before," Erica hinted."I've been there?" Debra thought for a moment. "Is it overseas?"Erica shook her head.Debra tried again, "Flesta?"Erica shook her head again. "Nope. I won't say anything.""Then it must be Orkgate."Debra hadn't traveled much in her life, and Erica knew the few places she had been to. Besides these three locations, she hadn't been anywhere else.Besides, the backdrop in the trailer didn't suggest it was on a desolate island.Erica covered Debra's mouth and mumbled, "I didn't say anything. You figured it out yourself. Don't blame me for spoiling the surprise."Debra shook her head. "I don't hate Orkgate, but why did Caleb choose it to be t
With Caleb supervising everything, no one would dare disrupt the wedding."Just kidding," Drake said, heading toward the exit.Then he paused and added, "Wait a minute.""Boss, is there anything else?""Go prepare a wedding gift.""But we're not invited."Drake kicked him in the backside and spluttered, "Just because they didn't invite me, I can't go? This is my turf. If I'm unhappy, their wedding won't happen.""You're right, boss.""Get the gift ready.""Got it.""Hold on.""Boss, what's up?""It's still early. I'll go with you."Drake got into the car, and Kale followed....After the plane landed, Erica took Debra straight to a hotel.In the suite, the makeup artist and stylist were already waiting.Erica pushed Debra into the makeup chair. "Finally, you're becoming my cousin-in-law. This is so exciting.""What about Marion? Is he getting ready too?""Probably. Randy is overseeing everything. You two will shine today."Just then, a staff member walked in and han
Back at the Potter Mansion, Debra stared at the equity document. Her father's handwriting and the Frazier Group's stamp stood out.She dug into a drawer, pulling out her seal which hadn't been used for two years. She pressed it onto blank paper, comparing it to the one on the document. She expected differences, but they were the same.That stamp was real. Her father had signed off on this.She didn't get it. In her memory, they and the Potters barely crossed paths.A knock came at the door, interrupting her thoughts. She stashed the seal fast. "Come in."Marion stepped inside, and she smiled, "You're polite to knock. Thought it was Erica.""Didn't wanna barge in and spook you," Marion replied, nodding at the equity document. "Still thinking about that?""I tried to figure out why Andrew has our shares," Debra said. "I've been at it all afternoon and still don't get it.""Andrew's a big-picture guy. Maybe it was just a deal between your families. Let it go," Marion said, rufflin
"Mrs. Houston." Jordan's voice snapped her back.He continued, "Pass this equity document around. Let everyone see it. With Andrew's vote, Mrs. Houston stays."The shareholders inspected it. Once they confirmed the stamp and legal weight, the outcome was obvious."What now?" Jordan eyed Jason, who remained composed on the surface but felt bitter inside."You pushed for a fair vote," Jordan said. "Aren't you satisfied with the outcome? You won't threaten them to change their votes, will you? Well, I brought some people too. They can spar a little if you like."The room crackled with tension. Those shareholders, sensing trouble, started slipping out.The outcome was clear, with Debra winning."Well then, we're out," Jason said."Hold up," Debra stood, stepping toward him. "Tell Michael he can keep the shares he bought. But the 30% I gave my friend? He doesn't deserve it. I want it back in three days. If he doesn't deliver, I'll take it my way.""I'll pass it on," Jason replied,
"I vote for Mr. Austin." Kraig kept his head down.Debra fell silent. She'd braced for the worst, but never thought a veteran on her team would betray her."Well, that settles it," Jason smiled. "Mrs. Houston, the top spot isn't yours anymore. The shareholders have spoken..."Jordan's voice cut through the room. "Who said that's the final vote?"His appearance surprised everyone, including Debra."Didn't you double-check the McKinney Group's shares?" he added.Seven shareholders were present: four from the Frazier Group, and three from the corporate side. The results of the vote were clear enough.Jason didn't flinch. "I don't think you hold any shares. You've got no say here.""I don't," Jordan replied. "But someone does."He pulled out an equity document. "This is Andrew's 1% stake in the McKinney Group. He authorized me to vote for Mrs. Houston."Jason's brow furrowed. The other shareholders swapped confused looks. They had never heard Andrew had any shares.Debra stared
The people saying these things were all entrepreneurs who'd bought shares in the Frazier Group. Debra had long known what they were. They were sexists who'd never let a woman hold real power."You guys don't seem to hold that many shares yourselves, do you?" Debra leaned back in her chair. "Anyone else want me to step down? Or got a problem with me? Just spit it out."The room went quiet. If this election could've been neutral, they'd have rather sat it out. But that wasn't an option."If no one's got anything to say, let's vote," Debra said lazily. "Let's see how many of you want me gone.""Think carefully before you open your mouth. It'll save us trouble," Marion chimed in.The sound of a gun being cocked echoed through the room. The air tensed instantly.Marion wasn't big on brain games. He preferred action. If these people hadn't contributed to the company, he'd have brought in his people instead of listening to their nonsense."Are you threatening us?" Jason said. "This ele
Debra's eyes narrowed at this guy she'd never heard of.Michael had kept it under wraps, proving he had never fully trusted her."Mrs. Houston," Jason said, "I'm here for Mr. Austin to negotiate. He called this shareholder vote in the name of the biggest stakeholder. He's got the right to kick it off. Any objections?"Debra plopped into the head chair. "Cut the polite crap. Everyone's here. Objections or not, this vote's happening, right? No way it's that simple.""Mrs. Houston," Jason said coolly, "today's vote's straightforward: who's better suited as the McKinney Group CEO, you or Mr. Austin? Everyone here sees what you both bring. In the past two years, you've barely shown up. Mr. Austin ran the show, held a key role, and raked in profits. He's the clear pick for CEO.""So, you're saying I suck as the boss?" Debra shot back.Michael didn't even show, sending this random assistant instead. That already pissed her off.Now this guy's veiled jabs annoyed her even more."I'm ju
Debra's heart sank.Back when she'd teamed up with Michael, she had nothing, offering him Frazier Entertainment shares to seal the deal. Later, Frazier Entertainment merged into the McKinney Group, and she handed it off to him.To keep her identity hidden, she'd tossed him more shares. With Frazier Entertainment, he'd racked up 30%.She'd thought he deserved it. For two years, he'd run the show plenty. She'd never seen this coming."Madam, you there?" Ben's voice shook.This was huge and should stay quiet. Otherwise, the company would fall into chaos.Debra's blood ran cold. She hadn't expected Michael to go so far."I'll be there soon," she said, hanging up.She turned to Marion. "Michael scooped up loose shares. He's gunning for a vote as top shareholder."Over 40% wasn't half, but it made him the biggest player. Calling a vote was his right.Debra only had 40%. If 10% of the rest sided with Michael, he could oust her."Don't sweat it," Marion said. "We'll hit it together.
That shut everyone up.If Jordan was right, Drake was gambling with his neck."That's too risky. I've gotta drag him back." Debra spun to leave.Erica grabbed her. "Jordan's guys are on it. They'll ping us if they find him. You can't go out like this and become their target.""I'm not their focus anymore," Debra said. "They'll zero in on Drake."She looked at Marion. "Get your people searching. We need his trail fast, or he's dead."Once the Illuminati squeezed the stone's location out of Drake, they'd kill him.Orkgate was now controlled by Lara. Drake had no other value for them."On it," Marion said.They split up. Erica and Randy tapped their networks."Debra, don't freak," Jordan said. "Drake is not dumb. Injured like that, he couldn't have gone far. As long as he keeps that secret, they won't kill him."Debra nodded. "Hope he doesn't do anything stupid."She should've seen it coming. A proud guy like Drake couldn't handle being down for so long.His injuries were bru
Outside their room, Drake froze mid-knock.His head was down, and his expression was hidden. Eventually, his hand dropped, and he sighed.He turned around and shuffled downstairs, leaning on the wall. He was a broken mess now, unwilling to drag them down....Debra woke up the next morning, reaching for Marion.He wasn't there. She bolted upright, threw off the covers, and ran barefoot downstairs, shouting, "Marion?"In the hall, Marion and Jordan turned as she stumbled in, still in her pajamas.Marion rushed up, slipping off his slippers for her. "What's with the panic?""I didn't see you." She heaved a sigh of relief. "Thought you'd...""Any luck?" Jordan asked Kale, who'd just walked in.Kale shook his head. "Not yet.""What's up?" Debra asked, clocking everyone's grim faces."Drake's gone," Marion said. "No note, nothing. We're looking.""Did the cameras catch anything? Could it be the Illuminati...""Not them. He walked out himself.""Why the hell would he just up a
Debra jolted awake from a nightmare, her forehead slick with sweat."Still torn up about Michael?" Marion's voice came from beside her.She settled into his arms, finally feeling a little relieved. These past two months, they'd faced everything alone. She hadn't curled up with him like this in forever."It's my fault," she whispered. "If I hadn't trusted Michael so much, the Eaton family wouldn't have been a mess. Mr. Eaton Sr. wouldn't have been in the hospital.""It's your fault," Marion said, patting her back. "Even without your trust, the Illuminati would've found a way in. That was their goal.""I just can't wrap my head around why Michael's one of them," she said.She'd spent all night recalling the past, from meeting Michael to building the McKinney Group with him. He was key to its success, but everything had been a lie."Maybe he was never with us," Marion said. "The Illuminati's everywhere. Didn't you check his background when you teamed up?""I..." Debra faltered.S