With his guilt over Marion's injury, Drake would ensure Debra's safety.Marion smiled, "Yeah. You're right."Debra nestled against his chest. "When do you think we'll live a peaceful life?"Every day was a constant battle. It was exhausting. She could only find a moment of peace when she was with Marion.She added, "I've been thinking a lot lately. If we were just ordinary kids, with our parents still around, friends by our side, and no backstabbing or life-and-death struggles, life would be so much easier."Marion reassured her, "Trust me, it won't be far ahead."Debra gave a small smile. "But deep down, you know as well as I do. If the mastermind stays hidden in the shadows, we'll never get close enough to them. Even if we don't provoke him, they'll come after us."Her voice dropped lower. "And when that happens, none of us—Randy, Erica, Andrew, and Drake—will come out unscathed."Clearly, whoever was behind all this was powerful. They were the cause of Marion's and her paren
"Sure." Ivan caught the dress.Lara presented another box. "Mrs. Houston, there's one more.""Another one?" Debra opened the box to find a black chiffon gown."It's mine," Liza exclaimed, rushing over.Seeing the beautiful gown, she beamed with joy. "This dress is called Black Sand Star River. I should praise their good taste."She held the gown up to herself, admiring it. Debra realized that the invitation was extended to Liza as well.Drake emerged from his study and looked down from the second floor. "What? Feeling left out because someone else got a designer gown?""Not really. Mine is being ironed now," Debra replied.Drake frowned, glancing at Kale. "Why didn't you tell me she was going too?""I thought you didn't care, Boss."Drake seethed. "Don't you know the gala...""Mr. Houston agreed to her attending," Kale explained.Seeing Ivan was also there, Drake came down and said to Debra, "Come with me.""Why?""To take a walk in the garden."Liza, engrossed in her go
"No," Drake refused flatly.It was not like he owed her anything.He added, "If you want people, ask Marion. I don't have any."With that, he turned to leave. Until he reached the door, Debra didn't call after him."Is this how you ask others for a favor?" Drake grumbled under his breath.Then he stopped in his tracks and looked back at her. "Fine. I'll lend you the people."Debra gave a grateful smile. "Thank you."Drake had a nagging feeling he'd been tricked. Yet it also felt like his softness gave her the opening she needed.He watched sullenly as Debra happily headed toward the living room.Kale emerged from the shadows. "Boss..."The sudden voice startled Drake. "When did you get here?""I've been here the whole time.""Then go prepare the manpower for Debra. Also, find out which hotel is housing that banquet. Have our people keep a close eye on things and tell the manager not to let any suspicious people slip in.""I've investigated the venue, and there's a catch."
"Go tell them that I've agreed to this meal. I also hope they can show me their sincerity," Drake added."Understood." Kale quickly relayed the message to the Trennery family.Meanwhile, Debra was busy preparing for the party.This fashion gala was prestigious internationally. She was eager to meet the organizer of such a big event."What do you think of my dress?" Liza twirled in front of her.Preoccupied with plans for the party, Debra commented without looking up, "It looks great."Liza snapped her fingers. "Hey, don't brush me off."Debra looked up at her black gown and said, "It looks good, seriously."Liza pouted and turned to look at herself in the mirror. She had always wanted to attend such a party."Mrs. Houston, the staff you requested is ready." Kale walked in with a group of bodyguards.Each was dressed in a black suit and sunglasses. Their posture was imposing.Debra surveyed them. "Good. They look quite reliable.""You're bringing people?" Liza was puzzled.
"Miss Eaton, our events are held in high-end venues, with a strong focus on privacy. That's why all the ladies must wear blindfolds when getting into the car," the driver explained.Liza didn't buy it. "Are you kidding me? What if it ruins my makeup? What's going through the organizer's head? I don't care. I'm not wearing one of those. It's not like we could remember the route."The driver forced a smile. "We understand, Miss Eaton. Since you're invited, you must be a well-known lady in the circle. If you don't wish to wear a blindfold, we'll just block out the windows in the car.""That's more like it," Liza hummed, dragging Debra into the car.It was then that Debra noticed something odd. The car's windows were specially tinted, not just from the outside but also from the inside. They couldn't see outside, and nobody could see in.The organizer was very thoughtful.Debra had planned to see if Drake's men were following them, but this arrangement made it impossible.She wasn't
"They say this banquet happens every three years. Only real socialites who pass a rigorous screening can attend. You know, this international brand is super famous in our circles. It's luxury at its finest. Ladies invited to this event must be between 18 and 25 years old. If you're over 25, you can't enter. And there are strict rules about height, weight, and figure," Liza introduced.She was always eager to attend these kinds of banquets.But Debra's attention was on the crowd. She noticed everyone else was wearing black dresses, making her stand out in her white dress."Are you listening? I'm giving you a crash course here.""Yeah. Keep going."Debra glanced around the venue, trying to spot Drake's men. Sure enough, she saw several men in black patrolling outside. The Lowe family crest on their uniforms reassured her.But soon, a wave of worry crept in because this hotel was owned by the Sharp family. Conrad was a profit-driven opportunist who would switch sides if it benefitte
The hotel manager was just a lackey of the Sharp family.Normally, Drake would never tolerate such actions."Debra is there. If we make a scene, she might blame me for ruining her plan," Drake replied, glancing at his watch.It was eight o'clock. At the latest, the party would end by 11.He ordered, "Keep your people on watch. If anything happens inside, have them rush in immediately. If anyone suspicious enters, send them in. If no one's out by 11, smash the hotel.""Yes, boss."...At the hotel, the socialites walked the red carpet, attracting reporters to snap pictures.Such parties always made it to newspapers and magazines and might even show up on international news.Debra, in her mermaid gown, was the center of attention. Liza realized that everyone else was wearing black gowns, while only Debra stood out.Liza whispered, "You're the lucky dog, the star among us.""Star? I don't think so," Debra replied."Anyway, lucky you. You're the woman of the hour," Liza muttere
The atmosphere felt like a cult ritual. It was creepy and unnerving. "Where are the organizers? Get them out here.""Yeah. You invited us to the banquet, and now there's nothing? What's going on?""Do you even know who we are? If you mess with us, even Sunshine won't save you. We won't let this slide."The voices of the socialites kept rising until a sudden beam of light illuminated a spot on the second floor. There weren't any seats, just a large door.A woman in a black gown stepped through. When everyone saw her, they froze.Among them, Liza was the most shocked because the woman was none other than Cathryn.In just a few days, Cathryn had changed so much. Her complexion looked healthier, and her eyes were colder. She looked down at everyone with contempt."I thought it was someone important. Isn't this Ms. Bernard?""After all that scandal, how dare she show her face here?""Don't tell me you're the designer. If I had known you designed these ugly clothes, I would've rat
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
"We're all in it for ourselves." Michael shrugged. "Jeffery did his part for the Illuminati, so I'll cut you some slack.He pushed the teacup to Juan. "But I don't buy it that you're all-in. Following in Jeffery's footsteps sounds nice, but you killed him, which shows your ruthless nature. We need people like you. I don't care if you're Debra's mole or chasing your angle. Save your energy. It's pointless. Just do your job and back us up. I won't say a word about it.""Should I thank you for it?" Juan scoffed.He'd thought Michael was forced into it, but now he saw how naïve that was.Though young, Michael was already a core member, suggesting his connection to the Illuminati dates back a long time.Only intelligent and influential ones could enter the core circle. That meant he hadn't defected midway.Michael sat down across from him. "Don't look at me like that. We're not the same, and you know it.""When'd you turn on Debra?" Juan asked."Doesn't matter," Michael said, smilin
It was true they were both members of the Illuminati, but Fermin never signed up to be a lapdog.Back then, he'd teamed up with them for mutual gain. But the Illuminati wanted more than a partnership. They wanted the Eaton family on a leash.When Fermin didn't bite, Michael added, "I saw Miss Eaton crying her eyes out. We go way back. Should I cheer her..."Before he could finish, Fermin's knife flashed to his throat, nicking him. Blood trickled, but it was just a scratch."Stay away from her," Fermin growled. "Touch her, and I'll end you.""I'm just being nice here," Michael chuckled. "But if you're not cool with it, I'll drop it. But those terms? Think twice. We only help our own. If you keep playing your own game, that heart goes elsewhere. And trust me, you won't find another match."Fermin hated to admit it, but Michael was speaking the truth. Without the Illuminati's help, he couldn't find a match for Bert's heart.He lowered the knife. "Fine, it's a deal. Get your people
She only had Fermin and Bert left in this world.She had no mom and no real friends. She couldn't lose Bert or watch Fermin turn into this.She didn't want Debra's crew hurt either.Fermin pulled her into a hug. "Don't worry. Dad will be fine. I'll make sure of it."His promise unleashed her tears. The hospital hallway echoed with her cries.Once she calmed down, Fermin had someone take her away.A guard stepped up. "Mr. Eaton, our master is waiting ahead.""You've tailed me this whole way," Fermin said coldly. "Gonna keep it up? I don't like shadows."The guards stayed silent, just following orders. If their boss said stick to Fermin, they'd die before leaving his side."Loyal dogs to your master," Fermin scoffed, brushing past them.He walked into an empty ward. A tall figure in a white shirt stood by the window."You've really opened my eyes," he said, surprised."I'm flattered, Mr. Eaton," Michael said, turning around.His crisp white shirt had dried bloodstains. Notic
Liza rushed to the ICU upon receiving the news.A bodyguard stopped her. "Mr. Eaton said no one gets near the room and disturbs the patient's rest."Liza smacked him, and he bowed his head.Her eyes were red, her vibe darker than ever. "That's my dad in there. Why can't I go in? Move!""Mr. Eaton forbids it. Please, don't make things hard for us," the bodyguard said, stuck.No one there dared to defy her. They all knew how much Fermin doted on her."I don't care," she snapped. "Step aside, or I'll have my brother skin you alive. Let's see if you still block me."Her threat chilled him. She might be bluffing, but Fermin wouldn't."What's the ruckus?" Fermin's voice cut through."Mr. Eaton." The bodyguard bowed his head."Didn't I tell you no one gets near?" Fermin's tone dripped danger.Coming with him was a group of elite guards. The bodyguard was daunted by their aura.Liza stepped forward. "Dad is in a bad condition. Why wouldn't you let me see him? Does this have anythin