"Your men have been held down. There is no escape," Marion said.Drake turned to look at Debra with a cold smile. "Ms. Frazier, you've really surprised me."Debra tried to stand and run to Marion, but as soon as she got up, a wave of dizziness washed over her.She glanced at the wine glass on the table, quickly realizing that the wine had been drugged. Drake had been prepared all along.Before she could steady herself, Kale pressed a blade against her throat.Debra's body went limp, her strength fading fast. Through blurry vision, she could see Marion's panicked face as he rushed toward her, but her consciousness was slipping away bit by bit."I thought the person she contacted this morning was Juan, but it turns out to be you," Drake said calmly as he dusted off his suit. "You know how skilled Kale is. I'll give you two choices: take Kale and me to the airport or watch her die."Neither of those choices was what Marion desired.Debra tried to speak, but before she could, Mar
Marion quickly explained, "That was because..."Debra cut him off. "And you pointed a gun at me. Were you trying to kill me?""No. Kale's reflexes are top-notch. He would never let you die.""So, you were just gambling with my life, trusting a stranger to protect me? What if he hadn't reacted fast enough?""I raised the gun one centimeter higher. Even if he failed to react, the bullet wouldn't hit you."Overcome with sadness, Debra threw herself into his arms, finally letting out all the frustration, fear, and anger she'd been holding in for days."Do you even know what Drake is like? He is a monster," she sobbed, burying her face in Marion's chest.Randy made a quick gesture to the others in the room, signaling them to stay quiet and move carefully. One by one, they slipped out of the room. On his way out, Randy closed the door behind him, giving the two some privacy."I know," Marion whispered, stroking her back. "You're safe now. I'm here with you."Debra gradually calmed d
"Why did you go so hard on yourself?" Marion sighed.He stood up, walking over to the kitchen to soak a towel in warm water.Debra huffed, "It's because of you. What else was I supposed to do when you had a gun pointed at my head?"Marion came back, crouching beside her. He gently pressed the damp towel against the wound on her thigh."My gun will never be aimed at you," he said in a hoarse voice.Debra sensed his exhaustion, reaching out to cup his face. Only then did she notice the circles under his eyes.His exhaustion was barely hidden, and no amount of bravado could disguise the toll the last few days had taken on him.She knew Marion must have gone through hell trying to find her. He probably hadn't slept properly since she'd gone missing.Feeling touched, she leaned forward and kissed him. At first, it was a quick, gentle kiss, but Marion deepened it, pulling her close as if afraid she might vanish again."Debra..." he whispered her name between kisses, his voice thick
"Put me down."Debra panicked, thinking he was about to start something again. She wasn't sure she could handle another round of his endless energy."Scared?""I am. If we stay apart for too long again, I might die in your bed."Marion bent down and silenced her with a kiss."Don't ever say something so unlucky again.""Alright."It had been a close call. If fate hadn't played out the way it did, they might never have seen each other again.A knock at the door interrupted their moment."Guys, are you up yet?" Randy's voice came from the hallway.Debra quickly wriggled free from Marion's embrace."Yeah, what's up?""Edgar's secretary is waiting for you in the lobby. He mentioned an appointment.""Alright, I'll be down in a minute."She hadn't expected Chace to find her so soon.Standing on tiptoe, she playfully pinched Marion's cheek. "Go get me some toothpaste. I've got work to do."Marion smiled indulgently, "Sure thing."In the lobby, Chace glanced around and noticed
Debra furrowed her brow. "You know Edgar killed Kolton, yet you're still going to protect him?"Chace sighed, "I'm protecting Kolton's legacy. I can't just stand by and watch it crumble."He knew very well that if he helped Debra, the Odom family would be pushed to the brink.Debra chuckled, "Who said Kolton's legacy would crumble?"Chace scoffed, "You've spent all this time planning, haven't you? All to bring down Edgar and wipe out the Odom family.""You're half right.""What do you mean?""I do want to bring Edgar down, but that doesn't mean I want to destroy the Odom family."Chace was surprised. Debra had all but won, and even if he laid out all the risks to Edgar, the latter wouldn't listen.Debra had the power to crush the Odom family's financial backing with a single command. Bankruptcy was just a matter of time now."I have my principles. My beef is with Edgar. All of this is just to take him down. I have no intention of wiping out the Odom Group.""Who would believ
Chace sighed, "Since you've already planned everything, why bother asking me? You could take over the Odom Group without me, without even negotiating.""It's not the same," Debra said. "You're a veteran. No one knows the inner workings better than you. If Oscar takes over without you by his side, even with all his financial expertise, it won't be enough. Besides, you were trained by Kolton. If you acknowledge Oscar, no one will dare question his legitimacy."Chace thought for a moment. "Alright, I'll agree.""Good. I'll have the contracts drawn up as soon as possible. Let's hope for a smooth partnership," Debra said, extending her hand.Chace hesitated briefly before shaking hands with her.In the afternoon, Debra boarded a flight to Seamar City. She even got some rare, peaceful sleep in the plane's cabin. By the time they landed, it was already midnight.When Erica heard that Debra had returned, she left the party midway and rushed straight to Marion's house.She threw her arms
On the TV screen, Juan gazed at Shelia with an affection so tender it could almost be mistaken for genuine.He gently fixed her hair, the two of them laughing and chatting, every inch the picture-perfect couple.The warmth in his eyes was convincing—not a hint of pretense to be found.Erica leaned in and remarked, "Strange, isn't it? This isn't their first public appearance together. I've just come from the banquet where they were present.""Yes, it is strange," Debra murmured, her eyes glued to the screen.Juan's gaze was filled with nothing but warmth and devotion. Then, something else caught her eye—a ring gleaming on Shelia's finger. It was unmistakably the Nichols family's heirloom ring.Debra grabbed the remote, rewound the footage for a few seconds, and paused it. The scene froze with Juan brushing Shelia's hair aside, her smile bright as she raised her hand to straighten his tie.There it was, clear as day. Shelia was wearing the Nichols family's heirloom ring."What's
"Marion," Debra said suddenly, "the first time we met was at that auction, wasn't it?"Marion nodded. "Yes, it was.""Back then, you were deliberately bidding against me, just to get my attention, weren't you?""Yes."Marion chuckled, and Debra frowned playfully. "You're sneaky. Who taught you to catch a girl's attention that way?"With a quiet laugh, Marion admitted, "It was the only idea I could come up with at the time."Debra's voice dropped. "What if I hadn't shown up that night? Or what if I'd shown up looking a mess?"That auction was a pivotal moment. If she had tried to mimic Shelia's style in her last life and ended up a laughingstock, Marion might never have noticed her. He might have even thought she was ridiculous.Marion's gaze intensified. "It wouldn't have mattered. Whether you were dressed to impress or in a mess, as long as you showed up, I'd have known you were the one I wanted.""Sweet talker," Debra muttered.After all, in her previous life, their paths h
"For what?" Debra asked."You knew I was worried about Mr. Lowe, so you brought me," Kale said. "Without your suggestion, I wouldn't have the chance to come."He'd disliked her at first, but after all this time, he'd come around."You're welcome," Debra said. "Now let's focus on finding Michael and figuring out Drake's location. I brought you, but I can't promise we'll get him out today. You get that, right?""Yeah," Kale said, his voice heavy. "I've got a favor to ask.""What is it?""I know this trip is risky. Mr. Lowe is the only family I've got left. We've been through hell together. If he hadn't found me back then, I would have been dead. If I don't make it, promise me you'll save him. The world never meant much to him before. No one did. But you're different."At first, Drake grabbed Debra to get at Marion, but later, she was all he saw.Clueless about feelings, Drake never figured it out. But Kale knew she was special to Drake.In all his years with Drake, Kale had neve
Everyone looked away like it was routine.Debra grinned. "Don't stress about me.""I know," Marion said."I'll be back soon.""I'll wait."He brushed her hair back, and she smiled.Then she and Kale headed into the dense woods. Erica watched, worry creasing her face."Relax," Randy reassured her. "Even if Michael's a traitor, he won't mess with Debra.""How do you know? You can't see inside someone's head. What if he's a total snake?" Erica retorted, knowing how much Debra trusted Michael.Their friendship lasted two years. They had been through thick and thin together. Yet he had stabbed her in the back without hesitation.Randy caught Marion slipping into the trees. "Where are you going?""Marion." Erica paled."Don't bother stopping him," Jordan said. "You couldn't if you tried."He'd known Marion wouldn't let Debra go alone. Three kilometers was too far. Flare or not, they might not reach her in time. Precautions were necessary.The forest was a maze. A few steps in,
Debra hugged Marion tight, drawing strength from him.That afternoon, the convoy rolled toward the valley. The area was thick with trees, with no clear paths in sight. The dense forest was silent except for chirps from birds.Jordan stopped the cars. Everyone piled out, realizing the road ended there."What's Michael thinking, picking a spot like this?" Erica muttered, scanning around.Raw places like this were accident magnets. The map barely showed the terrain. A cliff ahead would force a detour. The thick woods blocked signals, and it'd be easy to get lost. A compass might not even work."You guys wait here," Debra said, grabbing a hiking pack. "We've got enough supplies."She'd expected this possibility but hadn't thought they'd be stuck three kilometers away from the appointed spot."Be careful," Erica warned. "It's only three kilometers straight, but with no map, it could take hours."She stepped closer. "How about I going with you? I've done more hiking and might speed t
Michael wasn't just anyone to Debra. He'd been a teammate and a brother-in-arms.She needed to know his deal with the Illuminati and if their old days fighting side by side were all fake. Everything started with her, and she should be the one to end it."I'm with Debra," Jordan said.Randy waffled. "Well, we've known him forever. He wouldn't hurt her, right? I'm in too.""Are you nuts?" Erica snapped. "What if it goes south?""I'll get her back," Marion said.Erica took a deep breath. "Fine. I'll bring extra guys and wait outside. If anything happens, we're rushing in.""Okay," Debra agreed."Count me in," Kale said, stepping down the stairs.Debra knew he was worried about Drake. "I could use a backup. Kale, you're with me."Kale blinked, surprised she'd let him tag along. Then he got it. "Thanks."Debra rallied everyone. "Gear up. We're heading out.""Come with me," Marion said.The group exchanged looks, unsure what he wanted. Debra didn't ask, just followed behind him.
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