The three ladies nodded, and Debra smiled as things were getting interesting."What are you guys talking about?" Marion asked, walking into the room.He was casually dressed in a white shirt and no tie, with several elegant shopping bags hanging from his arm.The three ladies' eyes lit up. Not only was Marion powerful and wealthy, but he was also devastatingly handsome. With a husband like him, who would ever want to leave the house?"We didn't expect to see you here during the day, Mr. Houston," one of the ladies said. "We would have brought an extra gift.""Mr. Houston, you're so devoted to Mrs. Houston," another chimed in. "You spend all your time with her, unlike my husband."The ladies blushed slightly, their intentions clear to Debra. Despite their age, they were still attractive and had their eyes on Marion.Before Debra could respond, Marion spoke up. "Debra is new to the area, and she's not familiar with the surroundings yet. Feel free to chat with her, but please don't
Debra pondered for a moment. "No wonder. Even though the Nichols family is the top dog in Seamar City, Melody doesn't hold any real power in the Nichols Group. Why would those socialites be clamoring to host an evening gala for her? It must be because of her connection to the Eaton family."If the banquet was held at the Eaton family's residence, it indicated that Bert Eaton and Melody were quite close when they were young.Marion opened another package of sweets for Debra and said, "I'll accompany you tonight.""No need," Debra replied. "It's a ladies' gala. Besides, Melody traveled all the way here. If I'm not mistaken, either Juan is here, or Melody came all the way here to deal with me."Melody might appear kind, but she was quite petty. Their grudge ran too deep, and Melody wouldn't let her off easily."You're spot on," Marion said. "Juan has been missing from Seamar City lately. Melody probably thinks he is here for you."Debra sensed his jealousy and pecked him on the chee
The snide remarks of the socialites reached Debra's ears, but she didn't ignore them. Instead, she turned to face the gossiping women, who immediately plastered on smiles.Debra returned their smiles, but her eyes held a cold glint. Those ladies were daunted and quickly dispersed, realizing that she was not someone to be trifled with.As soon as Debra entered the banquet hall, she noticed Debra noticed a figure surrounded by a group of admiring ladies. It was none other than Melody dressed in elegant attire and adorned with precious jewels.Debra arched her eyebrow, having a certain guess in her mind.Melody's valuable jewelry was mostly in her possession. These pieces, which appeared to have a vintage feel, were likely stored with an overseas insurance company.It seemed Melody had indeed come to meet her old flame, for she wore jewelry that she usually wouldn't have even worn at home.Melody also noticed Debra. Her expression soured, and she remarked, "I don't recall inviting M
Debra's words were laced with insinuation, implying that Melody's trip there was driven by some late-life romantic whim.Melody, who valued her reputation above all else, turned livid. "Of course, I'm going back. If it weren't for some business I had to attend to, I wouldn't have come at all.""Mrs. Nichols Sr., take it easy. I didn't say anything out of line," Debra said, leaning in closer to Melody. "Don't forget, I have evidence of you hiring someone to kill me. If you don't want any trouble, you'd better not cross me. Otherwise, you'll spend the rest of your life behind bars."Melody's anger boiled over at Debra's threat. She remembered all too well how Debra had used this very threat to force Juan to hand over the Nichols Group.Although the company hadn't fallen into Debra's hands yet, there was no telling if Juan might do so in the future.Melody looked at Debra's smiling face, her own smile strained. "Since you're new here too, feel free to look around. I'm a bit tired and
"But..." The maid tried to stop her, but Melody had already stood up and was heading towards the door.In Seamar City, she was used to being respected as an elder. All the noblewomen and socialites treated her with deference.Melody firmly believed Bert's favor for Liza had something to do with her.She felt justified in her actions. As she descended the stairs, she saw Liza standing in the middle of the grand hall.The butler beside her advised, "Miss, she's really not here. You should go back. If your father finds out you came here to cause trouble, he won't be happy.""Nonsense. Everyone in the local community knows that today is the welcoming banquet my father is hosting for that old hag. Why was I kept in the dark? Who does she think she is? She's old and washed up, yet she still has the nerve to come here and seduce my father," Liza huffed, aware of the old rumors.Debra, not wanting to be noticed by Liza, stood in a less conspicuous corner. She preferred to watch the drama
"No mercy?" Liza scoffed, striding up to Melody and slapping her across the face.Melody was stunned, and she continued, "This is our territory, and everything my father owns is mine. How dare an old hag like you challenge me? Do you really think my father cares about you? Let me tell you, I am his favorite daughter, and my mother is the woman he loves most. He would never have his eyes on you."The room fell silent, not because of Liza's audacity but because of Bert's arrival.He emerged from the elevator, his presence commanding despite his nearly seventy years. His hair was dyed, and he stood tall and straight, hinting at the handsome man he must have been in his youth.Debra watched the scene unfold with interest. Liza had finally managed to draw out Bert, who rarely made public appearances except to clean up messes for her."What's going on here?" Bert demanded, his voice stern yet tinged with indulgence.Debra observed from the corner, noting how much Bert doted on Liza. De
Debra quickly formulated a plan and walked toward the champagne tower that Liza had knocked over earlier.When no one was looking, she bent down and used a shard of the broken glass to lightly cut her ankle."Ouch!" she grunted, drawing the attention of many guests.Liza recognized the voice and turned to see Debra. Her eyes narrowed as she remembered how Debra had wronged Cathryn.She marched over, ready to give Debra a piece of her mind. But just as she was about to strike, Bert shouted, "Liza, stop!"Liza stomped her foot in frustration. "Dad. This woman stole Marion and made Cathryn a laughing stock. Why won't you let me hit her?""Enough," Bert said sternly. "Today has been chaotic enough, and your spoiled behavior needs to change. She is our guest, and she's injured because of your antics. If you hit her, people will say our family has no manners."With that, he approached Debra. She was taken aback, wondering what this notorious old fox was up to.Under the watchful eyes
After Debra left, Melody finally expressed her displeasure. "Your daughter is a bit unruly."Liza had insulted and hit her. The shame would be with her for the rest of her life."I've spoiled Liza," Bert said. "I'm truly sorry about this. Please go back to your room and rest. I've called for a doctor to examine your face."His gentle words calmed Melody somewhat, but the memory of Liza's harsh words still stung.She said, "I only came to you because I don't know many people here. I didn't expect Liza to misunderstand. I wonder what others must think of me now.""We're just old acquaintances. No need to worry about what others think," Bert reassured her. "No one dares speak ill of the Eaton family here."The phrase "old acquaintances" struck a nerve with Melody. If she hadn't chosen that workaholic Wilbur all those years ago, she might have been the respected Mrs. Eaton today.Though her life was comfortable, the thought of her unloving husband and disobedient grandson filled her
Under Randy's threat, Lara didn't dawdle. She swiped her fingerprint, and the infrared beams blinked out."My clearance only kills the lasers for three minutes," she said. "Taking me like this only slows you down. Let me go, and I swear I won't pull anything.""Three minutes? Then hustle," Randy snorted.She was full of schemes. Cutting her loose brought him nothing but danger. He would not fall for it.Lara kept her cool and led him toward the end of the hall.The place was futuristic, loaded with tech Randy had never even seen. Only people with the code could get in.Now that she had removed restrictions, it was now just another regular hallway.At the end stood a massive door. She spoke. "Our master is behind that. I can't go in, but I'll open it for you.""Do it quickly," he urged.She stepped to the side and used facial recognition. The door slid open, revealing a dark room.As he scoped it out, she broke free and tried to shove him in.Quick in reaction, he yanked her
As long as he twitched it a little, Lara would be dead.Randy growled, "Cut the crap. Try me again, and you're done."Lara didn't dare push it. She took a breath. "Okay. Follow me inside.""I know who your master is," he said. "Tell him to let Erica go, or the Osborne line ends with me."Her face shifted at that. He noticed. "What, you don't know who he is? Guess you're not that big a deal around here. So, quit stalling. Take me to him now. Touch me, and you don't live to see another day."Lara's composure crumbled.In the Illuminati, nobody knew the bishop's identity. She couldn't tell if Randy was bluffing or not.She had no choice but to lead him toward another entrance. Those goons didn't dare stop him. They just stepped aside.She took him deeper into the valley. The further in, the warier Randy got.The mist thickened, blotting out everything.At a rocky entrance, she used her fingerprint to unlock a hidden door in the mountain. It was mind-boggling that the Illuminati
Lara's face twisted. "No way he would say that. He wants the four families wiped out.""Take it up with him." Juan shrugged, heading out of the valley. "I'm not wasting my breath on you."Lara muttered in disbelief, "Our master wouldn't do that. This was our shot to take them down."Before she could piece it together, a guy rushed up. "Miss, something else showed up.""Who was it?" Lara snapped, annoyed.The four families only had Debra and Marion worth a damn to them."Looks like someone from the Osborne family.""Randy? What's that punk doing here?"Right then, a guy flew in from the mist, screaming as he hit the ground.Randy stepped out with a fierce expression. Lara barked for her crew to gear up.Everyone was puzzled, not expecting a wuss like Randy to be so good at fighting.He'd taken out every guard outside the valley solo, and not one alarm had been tripped. It meant he had memorized the layout, found the safest path, and dodged every trap.Lara sized him up serio
The Illuminati crew scattered into the mist.The leader stayed, pulling off his mask.Juan's brow creased hard. This was all he could do for them.Debra and Marion hauled out of the valley.Earlier when they were talking to that guy, she had clocked his limp. Plus, he had tapped his leg to drop hints.Through those details, she had figured out it was Juan.Juan had fed them a load of crap.Erica was inside. The bishop would show himself if they managed to find her. He would let them go if they could make a deal.It sounded reasonable but did not hold up.The Illuminati had an edge over them. If the bishop wanted to meet, he wouldn't need to snatch Erica. Even if he had her, it'd be to trade for the gemstone they held.He commanded, and they had to comply because they had zero leverage to negotiate. If they had no leverage, the bishop would not let them go.This was the tip-off dropped by Juan. Her business instinct enabled her to perceive it.Erica wasn't in the valley at a
It was afternoon already.Debra and Marion parked their car outside the valley.Looking at the sprawling terrain ahead, Debra couldn't shake the memory of trekking through it with Kale just days ago.Revisiting this place made her shiver."Your injury's still fresh," Marion said. "I can go alone."Debra shook her head. "We agreed on going together. Besides, I'm not here to fight. It will be fine."Marion ruffled her hair. "Alright, we're in this together."Enoch brought Erica here to lure them in. That much was clear.Now that they were here, they'd get her out.With night closing in, they quickly followed the route they'd mapped out and headed in.The map from Juan came in handy. In less than 30 minutes, they reached a clearing smack in the middle of four towering mountains.Mist hung light in the air, and the jagged peaks all around gave off a heavy, oppressive vibe.Through the fog, figures in black cloaks and white masks stepped out.Debra slid behind Marion, their han
Jordan signaled the guards at the door to stop Randy.But they didn't stand a chance. In three seconds flat, Randy laid them out.Jordan watched him vanish down the hall, dumbfounded. 'When did he get this good?'At the entrance, more guards tried to block Randy. He didn't slow down as he threw punches at them.Even with their number, they couldn't catch him.30 seconds later, Randy was in his car, peeling out toward the valley. Scenes from his childhood flashed across his mind."Leg up. Fist tight. Punch!" Caleb shouted.Erica eyed the wooden dummies in front of them and aimed for perfection.Randy's attention was all on her. He was not interested in these self-defense skills at all."Randy, focus!" Caleb whacked his arm with a cane. "Get real or go home."Randy couldn't care less. The truth was, he had already learned it all.At eight years old, his freakish athletic genes got him shipped off to a two-month boot camp. There, his raw talent made him untouchable in the junio
Lara came downstairs, smirking at Michael. "This time, even if you want to let them off, it won't happen."Michael was unfazed. "Don't say stuff that'll get twisted. I never plan to do that.""Oh, please. I know you better than that," Lara snorted. "Drop the act."Growing up, Michael had been given the best of everything.They were both in line to take over, but Michael got the bishop's favor from day one.Even if he didn't fight for it, he'd eclipse her. The bishop's partiality never failed to rattle her.She was a woman. True. But she was not any inferior to Michael.The partiality was unbelievable. This world's full of women outshining men.She was the one to help the bishop build something huge. The altar was only for her to ascend.She stepped up to Michael. "Wanna bet on what happens when Debra and Marion hit the valley? I can't wait to see Debra getting pierced by bullets. It would be so much fun."She observed Michael's expression, but there wasn't a crack."You done
The guard at the gate quickly stepped out of the booth. "Greetings, Mr. and Mrs. Houston. Unfortunately, Mr. Osborne isn't home.""We're not here for him," Marion said flat-out. "I want last night's security footage."The guard hesitated. "I'm sorry, but without Mr. Osborne saying so, I can't just hand it over.""Randy is lying in the hospital right now," Debra cut in. "Erica went missing from your place last night. If you don't cough up the tapes and something happens to her, can you take the heat?"The guard was shocked. "Mr. Randy Osborne in the hospital? And Miss Mathis is gone? I'll grab the footage. Hang on."He dashed to the security room. But when he pulled up the feed, the screen was pitch black."What's wrong? Is it busted?" Debra asked.The guard smacked the console a couple of times, and the picture flickered on. There was Enoch, stuffing a sack into his trunk and driving off.That explained why the cameras outside had only caught Enoch.Debra felt a chill run thro
A loud crash blasted through the phone, followed by screeching static.Debra's gut sank. "Randy's in trouble. Let's hurry."Jordan quickly rounded up a crew to track down Randy, while Debra and Marion bolted out of the house.That phone call screamed car wreck. Marion had Randy's location pinned fast, and an ambulance was already on its way."Don't panic. The ambulance is almost there," Debra reminded him, watching him push the speedometer.It was fine if it was just a regular crash. But if the Illuminati had set it up, the consequences were unimaginable. Enoch must have lost his mind to target his son.Debra and Marion had both lost their parents to car accidents. Marion would be devastated if he lost another person close to him."Quick! Get him out!"Thick smoke poured from the crash site. Debra's bad vibes grew.They jumped out and saw Jordan's people loading Randy onto a stretcher."How bad is it?" Debra ran up, desperate for details."Not too serious," Jordan replied. "