In the guest room, Lara sat across from Debra, asking, "Ms. Frazier, is there something you wanted to talk to me about?""Yvonne is dead. Have you heard?" Debra asked pointedly.Lara stiffened. The news had spread far and wide, and everyone in Orkgate knew about it."Yvonne gave up everything for Drake," Debra continued. "She was the heiress to the Sharp family, and Drake killed her without a second thought. If he finds out you're holding evidence against him, what do you think he'll do to you?"Lara hesitated before responding, "Ms. Frazier, did you come here all for that phone?""Drake has established himself here and is practically the Eaton family's son-in-law," Debra explained. "Finding a maid in the Lowe family shouldn't be difficult, but you are a pawn in Drake's hands. He won't let you escape his control easily. That's why I had to take a risk to come here."She extended her hand. "Give me the phone."Before Lara could respond, the door suddenly burst open, and Drake sto
Drake nodded in agreement, and Debra breathed a sigh of relief.She couldn't believe he had fallen for her lies. He might be cunning with his enemies, but he was gullible when it came to women.Not even Cathryn would believe such a lie."Alright, I'll take your word for it," Drake said, tossing her a small vial.Debra saw a red pill inside the vial. She remembered what Andrew had told her about this new type of drug, sold as red pills that looked like candy to avoid suspicion.Drake watched her closely. "But I'm still not entirely convinced. What if your withdrawal symptoms disappear and everything you just said was a lie? Take the pill in front of me, and I'll believe you."Debra remained calm, quickly formulating a plan. "You injected me with the drug yourself. You should know better than anyone that it's not even been a month. No one could cure my addiction."Drake leaned back, resting his chin on his hand. "I know the dosage I gave you, but I still need to see you take it. A
Drake furrowed his brow, touching his flushed face. "Am I blushing?"Kale nodded.Drake then touched his forehead, comparing it to Kale's. He concluded that he didn't have a fever."It's too hot in here. Have someone turn on the air conditioning.""What temperature, boss?""65."Drake tugged at his collar. It was indeed hot. He hadn't noticed it earlier in the study.He paused mid-step. "Did I go overboard by sealing all the windows in her room?""No, she betrayed you before," Kale reassured him."You're right." Drake nodded and continued walking, but he soon stopped again. "Have someone remove two of the iron plates and make sure the room is ventilated daily.""Boss?""I don't want her to suffocate. That would make all my efforts pointless.""Understood."In the guest room, Debra lay on the bed, hiding the pill Drake had given her inside her ring. This pill could be crucial in the future, and she didn't want anyone to find it.There was a knock on the door, and she answe
"Alright, I'll give you the phone when you're ready to leave.""Lara...""I'm doing this for your good. If Drake searches your room and finds the phone, we're both dead. I'm just trying to save our lives. I hope you understand.""Alright, but you need to keep the phone safe. Don't let anything happen to it.""I'll guard it with my life."Lara then left the room.The night deepened. In his study room, Garland was whining, "I'm not studying anymore. I quit."Juan, leaning casually against the sofa, dodged the pillow thrown his way. "Familiarize yourself with the stock distribution, analyze market prospects, provide evidence, and give a detailed explanation of the recent financial reports. I want to see the problems, strengths, and weaknesses of the Eaton family."He sounded like it was an easy task. Closing his book, he added, "Once you're done with all that, you can go to bed."Garland was on the verge of a breakdown. "Bro, come on. How am I supposed to finish all this in one n
The next morning, Lara presented a gown to Debra. "Ms. Frazier, this is a custom-made dress for you from Mr. Lowe.""When was this ordered?" Debra asked, eyeing the white gown."After your last escape," Lara replied.Debra examined the luxurious fabric. The mermaid cut would make it difficult to run. Drake had clearly put a lot of thought into this."I don't like white," Debra muttered. "Take it away. I won't wear it.""He wants to take you to the monthly gala of the Lowe Group," Lara said meaningfully.Debra took the hint. It was likely the same type of event Drake had hosted back at Seamar City.She just couldn't figure out why he wanted her there.Downstairs, Liza was enjoying her morning tea. Noticing Cathryn's distraction, she asked, "Is something wrong? You've been acting strange since yesterday. Is it because of Debra?""No, it's not," Cathryn replied, trying to hide her anxiety."You shouldn't have invited her here," Liza complained. "She is putting on airs, sitting o
Liza had been unable to kick Debra out the day before in front of Drake, but today, Debra had to go."You sure? Fine, I'll go," Debra said, walking towards the door.But no sooner had she taken a few steps than Drake's voice echoed from upstairs. "Stop."Liza glared at him. "What do you mean? I told her to leave. Didn't you hear me?""Mrs. Houston is our guest. It would be inappropriate if we let her leave dressed like that," Drake said, descending the stairs.He nodded at Kale, who draped a blanket over Debra's shoulders."I have to go out tonight, so I'll have someone escort her home. What do you think, Mrs. Houston?" Drake said.Debra remained silent. Liza looked from him to Debra, her anger rising. "Are you dull? I need her to leave now."Annoyed by her commanding tone, Drake shot her a cold glance.Liza faltered and fell silent.Cathryn quickly intervened. "Mr. Lowe is right. Let's have her escorted home tonight.""But..." Liza started to protest."Didn't you say you w
As the evening approached, Debra changed her clothes and descended the stairs.Liza and Cathryn were still not back, while Drake had been waiting in the living room for some time.He glanced at his watch and complained, "Why did you take so long?"Debra remained unperturbed. "Girls take time to get ready. If you're in a hurry, you can go ahead. I'll catch up later."Drake looked at her white mermaid gown and snorted, "Then you can run away? Do you think I'm stupid?""Oh, you caught me," Debra feigned surprise.Drake grabbed her arm abruptly, causing her to stumble. "Don't try any tricks. I won't give you any chance to escape."He took out a pair of handcuffs and cuffed her.Debra laughed in disbelief, "Are you serious?""What do you think?" Drake snorted."So, when I suggested handcuffs last time, you weren't reluctant. You just didn't have any?" Debra asked, amused."I had Kale prepare them. Without keys, you'll need a firefighter to get them off," Drake said, brushing imag
"What did you say?" Liza was shocked.Cathryn was also taken aback. She had no idea that Drake was taking Debra to a banquet.Debra was Marion's wife now. She didn't know what Drake was up to."This is outrageous. How could he do this?" Liza gritted her teeth. "Cathryn, did you see it? Debra is nothing but a seductress. She has Marion and still wants to seduce other men. I'm going to tell my dad and have him cancel my engagement to Drake."Cathryn was still processing the news when Liza stormed off, leaving her behind.Cathryn realized that if Liza told Bert, he would bring people to the banquet. In front of everyone, Drake wouldn't dare to kidnap Debra, and she would be saved."Liza, wait! You can't go." Cathryn rushed after her, but Liza was already speeding away in her sports car.Cathryn panted because of her heart problem, grabbing the nearest security guard. "Liza has learned about Mr. Lowe's attendance at the banquet with Debra and is going to tell her father. You need to
Barton shook his head."Why would Jordan betray us? It doesn't make sense," Debra pressed. "Isn't this part of your plan? With Liza captured, we're in a tight spot. Just tell me the truth.""I really don't know," Barton replied with an innocent look.Debra panicked. She couldn't tell the truth from lies anymore or if this was part of some scheme. She wasn't sure if Jordan really betrayed them or if Andrew was really sick.These questions swirled in her mind and drove her crazy."Where's Marion?" she finally asked.If Andrew was gravely ill, Marion wouldn't leave his side.Barton replied, "Mr. Houston has been tied up with matters at home. He hasn't returned since he left in the morning.""He's gone all day?" Debra's eyes narrowed.That didn't add up. With Marion's efficiency, there was no way he'd take so long to handle family issues.While Debra was struggling to make sense of it all, Garland burst in, looking frantic."What do you mean Jordan is a traitor? And Liza's been
"Hey, don't touch me!" Liza shouted, struggling as the bodyguards grabbed her arms.Jordan came down the stairs and asked with a frown, "Where are Debra and Erica?""Sir, they escaped," one of the guards reported.Jordan slapped him and spat, "Useless!"The guard bowed his head and stepped back.Liza glared at Jordan. "Traitor! You're even worse than Drake. You sneaky backstabber!"Her string of insults didn't faze him one bit.She continued, "Let me remind you, I am Liza Eaton. If you dare lay a finger on me, my dad won't let you off the hook."The guards all had a headache coming on. She had repeated it so many times, but they couldn't deny the power of her family.One of the guards ventured, "Sir, what should we do? Let her go?"Jordan glanced at Liza. "Take her away and lock her up.""What?" Liza shouted, "You have the nerve to lock me up? Just so you know, if I get even a scratch, my dad will chop you into pieces.""Gag her.""Yes, sir."The guards gagged Liza and dr
"No need to chase further," Jordan said."Why not?" demanded a figure coming out of the corner.He was cloaked in a black robe, his face hidden behind a white mask. His voice was deep, altered by a voice changer."Messing with the Eaton family is not a wise decision," Jordan replied blandly."So what if I mess with them? They're nothing," said the masked man, raising his hand.At the signal, a bunch of bodyguards rushed downstairs.The guests at the party had no idea what was happening, and the cameras were soon shut off."What's going on?" the reporters protested as they were driven out of the hotel.The remaining ones in the hall were shocked. Given their experiences, they knew something big was about to happen. The only thing they could do was stay quiet."Back off. You don't want to hurt Miss Eaton," Erica shouted.But Debra heard hurried footsteps coming from inside the hall. Alerted, she said, "Something is not right. We need to run.""Relax. I dare them to lay a finge
Debra's voice turned icy. "Did you have something to do with Andrew's worsening condition?""I don't have time to waste talking to you," Jordan replied, turning to the guards. "Escort Mrs. Houston out.""Yes, sir." The guards moved toward Debra.She sensed their malice and stepped back.Erica's shouting came. "Run."She grabbed Debra's hand, and the two of them bolted down the stairs.Unsure of the situation, Liza trusted her instincts and followed them."After them!" The guards gave chase.Liza suddenly had an idea. She stopped in her tracks and stood boldly in front of the guards. The unexpected move forced them to screech to a halt.She declared, "I am the daughter of the Eaton family. If you dare lay a hand on me, my dad will make sure you regret it."Debra and Erica, who had reached the exit, heard her words and felt helpless. At such a time, no one would care about her status anymore.The guards ignored the threat, ready to act, when Jordan suddenly called out from the
Erica rushed forward and said, "Barton, you're here just in time. I need to ask you something."Barton cut her off. "Mr. Andrew Potter's condition has suddenly worsened. It's very serious right now. Please come back with me immediately.""What?" Debra exclaimed. "He was fine yesterday."An image of the previous day suddenly popped into her mind. Jordan had gone into Andrew's room right after she left."Do you know about this?" Debra asked. "Jordan is the new president of the Lowe Group?"Barton, as Andrew's trusted aide, was supposed to know if this was part of Andrew's plan."What?" Barton was puzzled. "Mr. Jordan Potter?"Debra decided to go upstairs to confront Jordan. Erica quickly reached out to stop her."Where are you going? Didn't you just say we can't go up there earlier?""I have to go and ask him. What is he doing? Betraying the family?""Betrayal it is," Liza chimed in. "I'm going with you."She grabbed Debra's arm and rushed up the stairs.The guards immediatel
"What's going on?"Liza looked around, and her gaze landed on a huge pendulum clock on the wall.It gave a low, echoing chime. Debra looked over and saw it struck eight at night.A beam of light shone down onto a sofa on the second floor. Sitting on it was a masked man.Debra stared at him and had an oddly familiar feeling.Erica had the same feeling. "This guy...""Welcome to the party. I am the Lowe Group's new president."The voice was so familiar that both Debra and Erica froze in shock.Liza patted them on the shoulder. "Is that Andrew's brother? Did I hear wrong?"She didn't know what was going on, but the new president turned out to be Jordan.Just a few days ago, when they saw the news, he hadn't said anything.On the second floor, Jordan removed his mask, revealing a frosty face. Everyone stared at him in surprise because Jordan had disappeared from Seamar City for an entire year.He used to be reckless and lazy. Somehow, he became the new president of the Lowe G
"What is this? Do I have to wear this ugly thing to attend your party?" Liza grumbled, tossing the mask back with disdain. "I spent two hours on my makeup. If I wear this, all that effort will go to waste. No way I'm wearing it."The security guard replied politely, "I'm sorry, but rules are rules. Without the mask, you can't go in.""I've never heard of such a ridiculous rule," Liza huffed, ready to leave.Debra grabbed her hand. "Don't you want to have fun anymore?""I..." Liza hesitated.Debra leaned in and whispered, "The new president of the Lowe Group is trying to impress people. Just put on the mask and take it off once you're inside. What are they gonna do? Can they just throw you out?""Sounds like a plan." Liza nodded. "Even Drake didn't dare mess with me. Why should I care about them?"She picked up the mask again and put it on.Erica nudged Debra. "I guess you're going to be a pro at handling kids."Debra pressed a finger to her lips.The three of them entered the
Faced with the same question, Debra explained again, "Got it from a fall when I was a kid.""Fell?" Erica muttered, skeptical. "It doesn't look so."She suddenly remembered something major from back in the day. The major families all sent their representatives over.There had been a little girl who was injured on her back and rushed to the hospital.Erica remembered it well because Andrew had been holding that girl."What's wrong?" Debra turned and saw Erica spacing out.Erica came to her senses. "Ah... Nothing. It doesn't look like a fall.""You're talking like Liza." Debra twirled in front of the mirror and said, "What do you think? Should I change into something else? It doesn't look so good if it reveals the scar.""Why not wear this one instead?" Liza came out, holding an azure gown. "It's pretty and not too flashy."Debra took it and nodded with satisfaction. "This one it is."Liza grabbed Erica and pulled her toward the changing room. "I picked one for you too. Let's g
At her call, ten bodyguards walked into the room.Debra explained, "For safety's sake, these are our bodyguards for the day. Get familiar with them so there are no misunderstandings later."Liza was unimpressed. "Are ten of them enough? I usually bring 20."Erica snorted, "You want 20. Ask your daddy. Too many people will be arrestive.""What? Are you judging me?" Liza fumed."I am. I haven't even slapped you yet," Erica countered, rolling up her sleeves.Debra quickly stepped in. "Alright, it's about time. Let's go."She grabbed Erica's arm and headed toward the door. Liza followed them reluctantly.The whole morning was spent at a salon. Debra and Erica kept yawning, but Liza was full of energy."Is she really a spoiled lady?" Erica muttered, trailing behind Liza. "My barn needs a workhorse like her."Finally, they arrived at the store Liza had mentioned. Debra and Erica were grateful for a short break.Liza pulled Debra over. "Look at all these beautiful dresses. Can't wa