The last note faded, and Drake hadn't played a single key.Afraid the crowd might notice it, the manager swiftly signaled the security team to disperse the onlookers.Debra looked sideways at Drake. "Mr. Lowe, did I meet your requirements?"He had demanded that she attract a thousand people, but the crowd in the square had far exceeded that number.Drake's scrutiny lingered on her a moment too long, making Debra squirm. "Mr. Lowe?"Snapping out of his thoughts, he stood up and muttered, "You've met the minimum standard."In fact, she had far exceeded his expectations."You know how to create buzz and how to leverage people when necessary. Seems like you've got more than just a bit of cunning.""That's for sure.""I wasn't complimenting."Turning to the manager, he ordered, "Get her into a proper uniform and then bring her back.""Yes, boss.""Wait," Debra interrupted. "You're not going to let me deal cards anymore?"She had worked so hard to get close to Drake's inner circ
The manager held up six fingers in front of Debra.That was no small change. Debra felt a surge of anxiety mixed with curiosity about Drake's true intentions, but for now, she had to play it by ear.Not long after, the manager led Debra up to the lounge area on the second floor. Along the way, she felt the lustful stares of several men and shifted uncomfortably.In the lounge, she found Drake leaning against a pool table.The manager announced their arrival, "Mr. Lowe, she's here.""Good," he replied, his voice smooth but lacking warmth.The lounge was thick with haze, the sharp scent of cigars hanging heavily in the air. Debra instinctively held her breath.Drake set down his cigar and scrutinized her from head to toe."The dress is a bit too loose," he commented."That's Miss Sharp's dress. I'll have some new ones made for Ms. Frazier tomorrow," the manager said.Debra searched in her mind for anyone bearing that family name and then grasped something faint.In her past li
One song after another, Debra played according to the sheet music. In this casino, the music served as mere background noise, while the patrons were absorbed in the thrill of gambling."Ms. Frazier has already played through an entire book of sheet music. Should we..." the manager asked."Let her play it again," Drake replied indifferently, his gaze unwavering.He had been there watching for two full hours, and during that entire time, Debra's hands hadn't stopped moving over the keys.But apparently, the customers were more interested in her looks than her music. No less than a dozen people had approached Drake to negotiate deals.A rotund man approached and said, "Mr. Lowe, you know, I'm a simple man with simple tastes. How about you name a price for me to take her?"Whether by design or chance, Drake positioned himself just two meters away from Debra, close enough for her to overhear every word."Mr. Bender," the manager interrupted, "that is our newly hired pianist, and she
Just as Sam attempted to take Debra away, a sudden force yanked him backward, his joyous laughter morphing into a bloodcurdling scream.Drake seized Sam's hand with an iron grip, the sickening crack of bones breaking echoing in the tense air.Sam's face drained of color as he cried out in agony, "Mercy, Mr. Lowe. Please, have mercy."Drake's expression remained grim, his grip tightening until Sam's wrist snapped.Sam writhed and screamed on the ground. Harland signaled for security to drag him away.Debra, still perched on the piano, asked, "Mr. Lowe, what was that for? You ruined my long-term meal ticket."Drake squinted at her. "You want a sugar daddy? I'll make that happen for you."Before Debra could process his words, he yanked her off the piano bench and shoved her toward the crowd of onlookers."Go ahead and pick one," he said coldly. "See if they're willing to take you home."Debra scanned the room, but every guest had been paralyzed by the shocking display of violence
"Drake."When Debra rushed outside, she spotted a black Porsche parked at the curb and heard his order to close the car door.The driver glanced into the rearview mirror, observing Debra rush toward them. "Boss, aren't we going to wait for Ms. Frazier?""Drive.""Yes, boss."The driver pressed the gas pedal, and the car sped off, leaving Debra behind in the middle of the square.Frustration flickered across her face. That was typical Drake.It was not a bad thing, though. With him gone, she could explore the casino and observe its operations up close.A smirk curled on her lips as she turned, striding back toward the building.In the car, the driver couldn't resist voicing his concern."Boss, it's getting late. Ms. Frazier's out there alone, without a phone. It's not safe.""What's your point?""Maybe we should go back and pick her up. What if something happens to her?"Orkgate was a dangerous place after dark, full of unsavory characters lurking in the shadows. Debra's go
Debra confirmed the memories from her past life hadn't served her wrong. In just a few short years, Drake would marry Miss Sharp and further solidify his status in Orkgate.If that happened, any hope of avenging her and Marion's parents would be slim."Here we are," Harland announced, gesturing for her to enter the lounge. "Have a good rest. I'll have someone bring some food."Debra nodded, stepping inside with a gracious smile."Thank you.""No worries."Once Harland left, Debra took a moment to survey the room. To her surprise, there were no guards stationed outside the door. Drake hadn't bothered to keep an eye on her.Moments later, a group of waitresses entered, each balancing dishes that they set before Debra with practiced grace. One of them looked strikingly familiar.Debra squinted, recognition dawning. "Ava, right? We met hours ago."She had taken Ava's place as the dealer earlier.Ava nodded with a polite smile. "I didn't expect you to remember me, Ms. Frazier. Yes
Debra quickly thought on her feet. "If you don't believe me, you can ask Harland. It's my first time here. I was just trying to find the restroom, but this place is enormous. Could you tell me where it is?"The mention of Harland made the guard hesitate. He lowered the walkie-talkie, glancing back at Debra, who looked genuinely lost. He pointed ahead. "It's right ahead on the left.""Thank you," Debra said, her eyes lingering on the elevator door.If she didn't gather some information tonight, she might miss her chance. She made a quick decision and turned back to the guard."Oh, by the way, you mentioned something about swiping a card earlier. Does this elevator need a special card to use?"The guard shot her a sideways glance. "Only VIPs with a gold card can go upstairs. No card, no entry."Feigning curiosity, Debra asked, "What's upstairs? Is it fun? Can I get one from Harland?"The guard's demeanor softened. "I can't say for sure, but you could ask him if you're interested."
"Boss, Ms. Frazier..." Kale muttered.The mention of Debra annoyed Drake once again. "I left her at the casino. Do you plan to pick her up?"Kale bowed his head. "No, boss."Drake glanced at his watch. It was already midnight and the liveliest hour for the casino. People from all walks of life would be there to have fun."She is too stubborn, and perhaps a few more hours at that chaotic place would knock some sense into her. Bring her back when she realizes her mistakes.""Yes, boss."Debra had been staying in the lounge for over two hours. Harland approached the door and asked, "Has Mr. Lowe come back yet?"The guard shook his head, and Harland waved him off. Debra went out to check the situation, and Harland quickly put on a flattering smile."Ms. Frazier, if you feel bored, you can walk around. Just don't get lost. This place is both safe and dangerous.""Do you think Mr. Lowe has forgotten about me?""Of course not. You're Mr. Lowe's favorite. He wouldn't leave you here a
Debra changed into her wedding dress.The stylist and makeup artist marveled, "Madam, you look stunning in this dress. Forget red-carpet celebrities. None of them can compare to you."Debra felt flattered, and Michael smiled, "This dress suits you perfectly.""Thank you."Michael glanced at the brightening sky outside. "It's about time. I'd like to play the role of your family and walk you out."There was hardly anyone else left in the Frazier family.Debra recalled all the ups and downs. Michael had always been the backbone of the company and her most reliable partner."In my mind, you're always my family," she said.Michael chuckled, "If you hadn't agreed to let me walk you out, I would've been upset."The bridal convoy pulled up outside. Erica saw it through the window and exclaimed, "Here they are. Go block the door."Debra blinked. "Block the door?"Erica quickly directed the stylist and makeup artist to barricade the door. Then, with lightning speed, she pulled Debra t
Erica smiled helplessly. She stepped forward, took the gift box, and asked, "Who sent this?"The doorman did his best to describe, "A redhead wearing a helmet."Debra immediately thought of Jordan. "Where is he?""He's already left. He asked me to deliver this to you and said nothing else," replied the doorman.Erica also figured it out. They both knew that Andrew had sent Jordan on a mission. As for details, they couldn't ask.Sometimes, knowing too much wasn't a good thing."Looks like I'm a step too late. You've already received so many gifts," Michael sighed, taking out a white gift box tied with a bow.Seeing a crystal bracelet inside, Erica exclaimed, "Wow, did you guys plan this? All these gifts are jewelry.""All of them?" Michael was surprised."Yeah, look. A brooch, a necklace, and now your bracelet. Every single one is jewelry," Erica said, clicking her tongue. "Typical guys, always giving girls jewelry, lipstick, or bags. Can't you be a bit more creative?"On the
"Alright," Erica agreed, opening the lid of the gift box.A finely crafted brooch was lying inside. It was shaped like an orchid, with a sleek stem that curved gracefully. The centerpiece was adorned with tiny diamonds, sparkling like crystal-clear glass. Their high quality was plain to see.Erica muttered, "This brooch is pretty, but isn't it a bit plain? Why would Drake give you this? And the pin is so sharp. It could hurt you.""Let me see it." Debra reached out her hand, and Erica placed the brooch in her palm.She examined it closely, turning it in the light. The tiny diamonds were expertly cut, their brilliance evident from every angle. It would take a highly-skilled craftsman to produce something like this.The orchid design was elegant, with a touch of mysterious allure."Drake doesn't have this kind of taste. This probably wasn't from him.""Who was it then?"Erica leaned closer to get a better look, but there was nothing special beyond its beauty."Keep it safe for m
As the two of them were examining the diamond necklace, Erica said, "This necklace goes well with your wedding dress, though. Drake wouldn't have sent it to you on purpose, would he?""It's just a coincidence," Debra replied.She held the necklace up to her neck, and it matched her outfit very well."Hey, where did the necklace from the safe go?" the stylist suddenly asked.That was a treasure prepared by Caleb. It would be disastrous if it went missing.Erica frowned. "It's missing? Maybe it wasn't brought here?""That's impossible," the stylist insisted. "I put it in the safe myself. The safe was transported from the airport this morning by a special team. Nothing could go wrong."Debra looked down at the diamond necklace in her hand and figured out it was Drake's prank.She said, "It's fine. I'll just wear this one."The stylist hesitated. If they didn't follow Caleb's instructions, he might get upset.Debra explained, "Caleb is getting on in years. He won't remember such
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
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
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.
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
"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