Once back in the Lowe Mansion, Debra was greeted with a display of supplements.Lara introduced, "Here are Caviar, Manuka Honey, Saffron, Truffles, and...""Hold on," Debra cut in, reclining on the bed. "Are all of these for me?""Mr. Lowe ordered them. You'll need nutrition to recover faster.""I can't possibly eat all of this. I'll just have a bowl of oatmeal. Take the rest away.""Mr. Lowe is concerned about your health."Lara started to move the dishes from the cart to the table. Debra helplessly looked at the lavish spread. It was hard to tell if Drake's gesture was out of genuine care or a calculated move to keep her in line.After a moment, she waved her hand. "Lara, you stay. Let the others go. I don't feel comfortable eating with so many people around."Lara nodded and gave a signal to the other maids. They quickly left the room, closing the door behind them.Lara helped Debra sit up, and she struck up a conversation."Well, do you know much about Yvonne's father?"
"Because of Miss Sharp. Mr. Sharp only acknowledges her as his daughter. There are rumors that Miss Sharp is the daughter of his late wife, and because he loved his wife so much, he treats Miss Sharp very well," replied one of the maids."That's not true," the other maid interrupted. "That's what they say to the public. The truth is, Miss Sharp wasn't Mrs. Sharp's daughter. Her mother is a mistress."Debra mused, "Pardon me for interrupting, but how do you know that?""I overheard Mr. Lowe arguing with Miss Sharp once. He called her a lowborn mistress' child. If it weren't for him, Miss Sharp would still be an illegitimate daughter. It's no secret in the upper circles. Everyone knows about Mr. Sharp's affairs. Outwardly, he's a philanthropist, but behind the scenes, he's a hypocrite."Suddenly, Lara's voice cut through the air. "What nonsense are you all telling Ms. Frazier?"The maids immediately lowered their heads in fear.It was clear that Lara held a higher position among th
Lara stiffened at those words.Debra added, "You're about my age. The only reason Drake keeps you around isn't for your meticulous nature, but for some other value you can provide. Ever since I mentioned Conrad, your expression has been a telltale sign. Drake can't possibly entrust you with such a high position if you can't control her emotions.""I..." Lara bit her lip, unable to form a counterargument.Debra leaned in. "Yvonne might be Miss Sharp now, but she's just an illegitimate child. For years, she's used sex to benefit both the Sharps and Drake. But Drake is worried that Yvonne would slip out of his control, so he keeps you close, right?"Lara's face turned pale, confirming Debra's suspicion. Debra asked, "May I know why you chose to stay here?"Lara bit her lips. "My mother was once a toy for the wealthy, groomed and raised by the Lowe family. Conrad approached her, keeping her as his mistress. But when she became pregnant, he vanished. After I was born, my mother learned
Lara trembled, her pale face contorted with pain. "Just to keep me around as a potential pawn, he sacrificed so many people. Orkgate is a den of evil. Human lives mean nothing here. There's no justice. The rich keep getting richer, while the poor are forever trapped in misery. This city is rotten to the core."Debra was taken aback, finally realizing how lawless Orkgate was. If Drake reigned here, more lives would be gone.Tentatively, Debra asked, "Are you staying here for revenge?""Revenge?" Lara laughed bitterly. "This is Orkgate, and Drake is the king here. Do you think I can even dream of revenge? No. I am staying here because I've accepted my fate. Just want to survive."She wiped her tears and stepped back."I'm telling you this because I don't want you to make any pointless sacrifices. No matter what you plan to do, you won't win against them.""Lara...""I've said enough for today. I need to go now."She turned and walked out of the room. Debra silently walked to the
"You've been there and seen everything, haven't you?" Drake replied.Debra walked straight to his desk. Drake frowned, ready to close his laptop, but Debra blocked his action, moving to his side to catch a glimpse of whatever he had been watching.He quickly closed the video and frowned. "What are you up to?""Nothing," she replied, and as he relaxed his guard, she quickly grabbed the laptop.Drake stood up, his face darkening. "Debra!"Debra reopened the video. The room's decor mirrored one on the third floor, confirming that Drake had been monitoring. The screen displayed a man and a woman tangled on a bed. The woman looked painful, and the man was none other than Conrad.Feigning astonishment, Debra said, "I didn't expect you to enjoy these kinds of films.""Give it back!" Drake snatched the laptop from her and closed it forcefully. "What exactly are you here for?""I just wanna know if Miss Sharp had worked on the third floor before.""So what if she has?""Well, you foug
"Juan has arrived in Orkgate. I want to see who he's really here for," Drake replied.Kale reasoned, "He's here to discuss business with the Sharp family. It can't be for Ms. Frazier, right?"Drake waved his hand in disapproval. "Don't be so naïve. She's his ex-wife. Back on the island, Juan would've walked through fire for her."Kale replied, "But Juan lost his memory. He doesn't even remember Ms. Frazier. This seems pointless."Drake snorted, "Memory loss? You really believe that?""I...""As long as he isn't targeting me, I don't care if he's pretending or not.""Understood."As night draped itself over the city, Debra was helped up by Lara. Her gaze fell on Kale, who was holding a burgundy gown."A banquet?""It's Mr. Lowe's arrangement.""Is he doing this on purpose? I'm injured. How am I supposed to attend any banquet like this?" "You can choose to go or not.""I don't...""But Mr. Lowe wants to let you know that Mr. Nichols will be there too.""Juan? Why is he in
No one in this crowd recognized her as Juan's ex-wife, but that was to be expected.Orkgate and Seamar City were worlds apart, and the currency here was twice as valuable. It was reasonable that no one there had heard of Debra, especially since her family had gone bankrupt."As Debra scanned the bustling venue, Drake suddenly halted, extending his arm in front of her. She frowned at the gesture."What are you doing?""As my companion, shouldn't you behave like one?""So?"As she played coy, Drake withdrew his arm and snorted, "Whatever."With that, he turned on his heel, striding toward the hotel entrance. Debra hurried to catch up, taking his arm with a sweet smile. "I was just joking. As your companion, I'll stay by your side every step of the way."Drake was unimpressed. "I don't like jokes. If you do it again, I'll leave you here. The night here is cold. With your toughness, I believe you can hold up for several hours."Debra forced a stiff smile. She wouldn't admit that s
"Shaken? Marion is such a weak man. Can his grandfather lock him up if he really wants to save me? He is just pathetic. Don't worry. I won't change my mind. In this world, no one is reliable but yourself," Debra said."Well said," Drake replied, a hint of approval in his voice. He smiled, adding, "Once we bring Marion down, I'll hand him over to you. You can do whatever you want with him—whips, canes, anything you like. I guarantee we'll make him beg for his life."His words shook Debra's nerves, but she kept her calm facade intact. "Alright, I imagine that day won't be far off."As they stepped into the banquet hall, all eyes turned to them, glasses raised in greeting."Mr. Lowe doesn't usually attend events like this. What brings him here tonight?""Didn't you notice his companion? I've got the scoop that Miss Sharp has fallen from grace. This lady is his new favorite. Mr. Lowe brought her here to flaunt."Gasps of surprise rippled through the crowd. Everyone had been convinced
"See you around," Michael said, smiling at Marion.His action got under Marion's skin. Taking a deep breath, Marion turned off the stove and took the eggs out.Debra glanced at him. "You seem hostile to Michael.""He's not worth my time," Marion replied flatly, peeling the eggs.Then he walked over to her and gently pressed the egg against her injured spot."This will help reduce the swelling. You went too hard on yourself. It's gonna hurt tomorrow.""Michael was just messing around. Don't be fooled by his innocent look. He's got a mischievous side. I think he just wanted to see if you cared about me. He wasn't trying to provoke you."Marion hummed in response, seemingly unbothered by it.He looked down at the bruise and sighed, "He wasn't wrong about one thing.""What is it?""I failed to take good care of you.""That was my doing. It wasn't your fault.""My job is to protect you. I can't let you get hurt even in the slightest." Marion pinched her nose. "I'll carry you to
When Debra and Marion came back, Michael quickly ended the call."You didn't check in with Hannah before leaving?" Debra asked."This trip is for work," Michael replied, closing his laptop. "Hannah was just briefing me on tomorrow's schedule."He noticed her disheveled appearance. "You guys came back so early. Guess the investigation didn't go as smoothly?""Let's just say it was a bit intense. Marion can tell you about the details," Debra said, sitting down on the couch.Marion habitually warmed up some milk for her and grabbed some pre-sliced cake from the fridge.He didn't stick around in the living room but went straight to the kitchen to boil eggs.Michael raised an eyebrow. "Feels like he doesn't quite like me."Marion heard it, his grip tightening around an egg. Then there was a cracking sound.Michael added, "My visit seems untimely. Should I move out?"But he made no move to get up.Debra took a sip of milk. "No way. I can't let you leave, especially since you're th
God knew how panicked Marion was when that guard raised his gun at Debra."I..." Debra murmured, "I couldn't find you.""That's not an excuse." Marion frowned. "Do you not trust me, or are you just used to handling everything yourself? Even if you stood there doing nothing, I could find you in a second. You shouldn't have rushed it like that.""The doors were closing, and I was worried that the guy would get away, so..." she explained."I don't care about the Illuminati. I care about you." Marion cupped her face, his tone serious. "You can't go solo like that again.""What if I do that again?" Debra looked at him.Marion pinched her cheek and muttered, "I'll break your legs so that you can't run off again."Debra slapped his hand away. "It was a special case today. I won't do it again.""Remember what you said. Don't make me worry," Marion relented, pinching her nose."By the way, what's the situation now?""I've handled it.""How?"He fell silent, but she didn't press furt
The man trembled and spilled every bit of information he knew about the Illuminati."Sounds like you're not so useful," Marion said, watching the man shiver in fear. "Everyone here is guilty. To redeem yourselves, your souls will stay in this castle."Before anyone could process his words, gunshots erupted around them. Screams filled the air. In just moments, the castle was thick with the smell of blood."You're out of your mind!" shouted the man, rushing toward the exit.But before he could get close, he was shot dead."Sir, we'll take care of the rest," said a guard."Make sure to clear all the traces," Marion ordered before leaving the castle alone.His eyes reflected the cold light of the moon. The air around him was chilling.Since the day he arrived overseas, everyone was nothing more than a dead man to him....Debra had a dream of her coming-of-age ceremony.Everyone was smiling, and everything was perfect.Suddenly, a gunshot shattered everything. The world went bl
For a moment, the castle fell silent after the gunshot. Then, more shots rang out, each one chipping away at the crowd's composure.A man, trembling, slowly raised his hands and stood up. "I'm a member of the Illuminati."Others scrambled to follow. "Me too."Within moments, nearly 70 to 80 percent of the people in the room were on their feet.The ones who stayed seated were mostly the "merchandise"—people the Illuminati had prepared. They quickly stood as well."Mr. Houston, have mercy," one of them begged. "We were just hired. We don't even know who's in charge."The men and women, who had been laughing and flirting with the wealthy elites, were now shaking in fear.Barely covered, they huddled together, terrified that Marion would kill them.Marion leaned back in his chair, glancing at the crowd. "Words don't count. Prove it."His men raised their rifles, aiming at the heads of the so-called members."I have proof," said one of them, pulling out a badge. "Here. Look. This
The Illuminati lackeys, totaling 30, were all dead now.Their bodies lined up neatly in a row.Marion took off his mask and casually tossed it into the corner. The guests recognized him and froze in place.Everyone there had heard of his infamous name. But they never thought he'd be bold enough to do a massacre.One of his men placed a chair behind him, but Marion didn't sit. Instead, he slowly stepped forward and casually removed the mask of a plump man.He smirked, When he saw the man's face, Marion smiled in a way that was hard to describe. "Nice to meet you, Mr. Pearson.""M-Mr. Houston..." Harvey Pearson sweated nervously.Marion casually asked, "Does your wife know you're here?" "We're just here to have some fun, Mr. Houston. We haven't done anything to offend you. We wouldn't dare."Marion ignored him, turning to rip off more masks."Mr. Glenn, Mr. Stokes, Mr. Salazar..." he muttered, raising his hand.At the signal, his men removed the masks of the remaining guest
The moment the gunshot rang out, Debra felt a gust of wind rush past her ear, followed by a ringing in her ears. It felt like the whole world went silent.In the nick of time, Marion had appeared and twisted the guard's neck. Then the bullet missed its target.Marion was dressed in a suit and a black mask, like many others did. Still, Debra recognized him at a glance."Let's go," he urged.With the alarm set off, all the guards would be gathering on the second floor in less than two minutes.The two of them rushed downstairs and quickly blended in with the chaotic guests.Unfortunately, the exit had been shut, and guards were closing in on them from every direction.Debra, who had inhaled too much of the gas, was already delirious.Her mind was foggy, and her legs felt as though they were floating. She focused on Marion's hand gripping hers, and memories of someone else holding her hand flooded her mind.The memory was blurry, like a dream, and the figure of the young man in t
It was the symbol of the Illuminati.A man's voice echoed through the castle."Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to Kingdom Come. Here, you can fulfill your every craving."The atmosphere in the room seemed to get even hotter because of it, but the voice rang a bell to Debra, whose cheeks were starting to burn.Back in Orkgate, the scent released by Drake's men wasn't this strong.The people around her seemed hypnotized. Many had abandoned their dignity and danced wildly in the ballroom.The gamblers were all in deep, their faces flushed with excitement. Meanwhile, the women on sale started using every trick they could to satisfy the buyers.The male pets were even openly draped around the rich women, their hands roaming all over their bodies.Debra felt sick just watching it from the corner. She looked around, trying to find Marion.Without success, she focused on tracing the source of that earlier voice. She looked up at the second floor, but there wasn't a single soul.She was
The bodyguards at the entrance were intimidating.When Debra handed over her invitation, she worried there might be fingerprint scans or facial recognition. That would make things tricky.But the guards barely glanced at it before waving her through. Debra was surprised by how smoothly things went.This castle was one of the top three landmarks overseas, and it had never been open to the public. During the day, it was a tourist attraction. But now, someone managed to host a private banquet right there.Once inside, she was faced with one more hurdle. Rows of scanners stood ahead, all meant to detect any restricted items.Debra was carrying no gun, but Marion had given her a Bluetooth earpiece to stay in contact.To minimize suspicion, they decided to enter separately. She would go in first, and he'd follow shortly after.She hesitated for a moment before taking off the earpiece and tossing it into a shadowed corner.Just as she stepped forward, someone in front of her triggered