The Odom and Blair families shared a rich history, their bond strengthened over generations. Years ago, Kate gave birth to a daughter named Jade Blair. However, when her husband, Declan Blair, engaged in an extramarital affair, Kate took their child and vanished.Declan yearned to find his daughter, especially since the Odom and Blair families had arranged a marriage between their children long ago. Despite his efforts, the search yielded no results and eventually stalled.When Edgar assumed control of the Odom family, he made it his mission to locate Jade. He employed every resource at his disposal, sparing no expense in his quest.Erica was engrossed in the tale and impressed by Edgar's devotion. Then she looked up and asked Debra, "But how did you know Edgar was doing this for the Blair family?"Debra didn't know how to respond. She couldn't very well reveal that in her past life, Edgar's fiancée had died, causing a significant uproar.Instead, she fabricated a story. "I happen
Melody was no ordinary senior citizen. Her loud voice immediately drew a crowd. Whispers and gossip filled the air."What kind of person is this, kidnapping someone's great-grandson?""How could she do something like this?""Even harming a child, this woman is a beast."...The condemnations grew louder, each one adding fuel to the fire of public opinion. Melody, having learned the power of such pressure, was more than willing to stoke the flames.Erica returned from fetching water for Debra, only to find the hallway outside the ward packed with people. Nurses tried in vain to disperse the crowd, their efforts met with stubborn resistance."What are you all doing here?" Erica demanded, her voice cutting through the chatter.Melody turned to face her, a frown creasing her brow. "Miss Mathis, you're a prominent figure in Seamar City. Are you here to stand up for someone like Debra?"Erica had enough of Melody's haughty attitude. "Mrs. Nichols Sr., you know well that both of us a
Fuming, Melody burst into Juan's office and called out, "Juan!"Her sudden entrance startled Joe, who was in the middle of a discussion with Juan. He quickly excused himself. "Sir, I'll step out for a moment."Juan nodded, his gaze shifting to Melody, who marched straight to his desk and snapped, "You're still working here, as if nothing has happened. Do you know your child is going to call someone else Dad?"Juan was confused. "Grandma, what are you talking about?"Melody slammed her palm on the desk, her voice rising. "I'm saying Shelia ran off with another man. She is pregnant with your child. How could you let her leave?"Juan remained indifferent. "I let her go."Melody staggered back, shock written all over her face. "What?"She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Who in their right mind would push their child and woman onto another man?She spluttered, "Do you know what you're doing? Why do I have such a cowardly grandson like you? I thought Debra took her away. Do yo
Marion finished examining Debra's injuries and stood up. "The Odom family?"Erica nodded, her voice laced with anger. "Edgar Odom. I had Randy investigate. He found out that Edgar came to Seamar City looking for Shelia. He claims Shelia is the lost daughter of the Blair family and his fiancée."Erica's voice grew agitated as she spoke. "He backed Shelia and had his men hit Debra.""Erica." Debra shook her head, trying to stop Erica from saying more.Marion made up his mind and said, "It's not safe these days. Go and stay at my place."From his expression, Debra could tell that the situation was more complex than it seemed.She asked, "Is the Odom family that powerful?""Not exactly powerful, just a bit tricky," Marion replied, stroking her cheek. "I'll be back soon."Outside the door, Juan watched the scene in silence for a moment before quietly walking away.The news of Edgar finally finding the lost daughter of the Blair family spread like wildfire online.Everyone was shoc
"I see." Debra paused, her brow furrowed in thought. "Have someone go to the police station and check if there have been any recent arrests of prostitutes around Shelia's age.""Prostitutes? Ben was puzzled.He couldn't see any connection between the two matters.Debra recalled the grim details from her previous life. When Edgar finally found Jade, the newspapers had been quick to report that she was a prostitute. She had been imprisoned for her actions and suffered greatly, enduring illness and pain in jail for over six months before ultimately succumbing to her fate.Following this clue, they should figure out something."Just follow my instructions," Debra said. "I believe it will lead us to some answers.""Got it." Ben, though still bewildered, agreed to comply.Debra hung up the phone, and Erica asked curiously, "Are you suspecting that the real Jade was imprisoned for prostitution and Shelia took her identity?""It's just a guess," Debra admitted. "Since Clarissa insists
Debra chimed in, "Marion owes you a lot of money?""Yeah. From the first time he met you, he..." Randy replied.Erica swiftly stepped on his foot, silencing him mid-sentence. Randy grunted and corrected himself. "Well, it's nothing. Marion's got plenty of money. It's just that he hasn't finished handling it yet."Erica elbowed him and spluttered, "What do you mean he hasn't finished handling it? Can you speak clearly?"Randy clammed up. Erica sat down next to Debra, her voice softening."That is just man-to-man stuff. Don't worry about it. I'm sure he'll give you everything he has to win you over."Debra blushed. "What are you talking about?""Er, it's just a metaphor," Erica chuckled, hugging her. "Anything, you're the best woman in my mind."Debra fell silent, her mind wandering. She never wanted a fortune. After so many betrayals and schemes in her past and present lives, she only hoped to find her destined partner and live a peaceful life together.Without betrayal, conspi
Joe nodded and shouted toward the door, "Bring him in."Edgar's frown deepened as a man was brought in by two bodyguards. The fight in the room immediately ceased.The man was forced to his knees, his hands bound behind his back. His face was bruised and swollen.Juan, his voice as cold as ice, issued a chilling command. "Cut off the hand that did the hitting."The man struggled frantically, his eyes wide with terror. Edgar remained silent, his gaze fixed on the unfolding scene.One of Juan's bodyguards grasped the man's wrist and, with a swift and brutal motion, brought a heavy object crashing down. A scream echoed through the room before he slumped to the floor, unconscious.Edgar's gaze was icy, but he knew better than to intervene. Seamar City was Juan's territory, and picking a fight here would not end in his favor. Moreover, Marion's men had come to warn him earlier that day."This is settled." Juan stood up, his eyes locked onto Edgar. "Mr. Odom, if you want to settle acc
Debra took a moment to overcome her shock. "So, you're playing the rogue."Marion thought for a moment. "Pretty much."Edgar thought he could resolve the matter with money, but that was his wishful thinking.Marion had first extorted money from him and then planned to settle scores later. It was a devious move, one that Debra couldn't help but admire."So, what do you plan to do next?" Debra asked, her curiosity piqued.Marion's eyes twinkled with a hint of a smile. "Want to know?"Debra nodded eagerly. Marion tapped his cheek with a finger and whispered, "Kiss me, and I'll tell you.""Marion," Debra exclaimed, her face turning a shade of crimson.Marion was a real jerk, always teasing her and pushing her buttons. From their first meeting, he had deliberately raised the auction price to grab her attention, causing her to scramble for funds.At that time, she hadn't thought much of it, but now she realized it was all part of Marion's scheme to get to know her."Alright, I'm no
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