The maids' eyes widened in disbelief. Debra's lips twitched as she watched the scene unfold.Each maid reluctantly handed over a bill to Andrew before rushing out of the room.Debra was puzzled by their dramatic reaction, but then Andrew opened a drawer in the table, revealing a thick stack of bills. The amount was equivalent to two months' salary for the maids."Are you short on cash?" Debra asked tentatively."Not at all," Andrew replied casually. "But winning money feels good."Debra rolled her eyes but didn't press the matter further. She sat down across from him."Why fake being sick?""Ever been fishing?""Fishing?""The Potter family is like the pillar of Seamar City, always steady and reliable. I was curious to see what would happen if I suddenly fell ill."Andrew placed the stack of bills he had won on the table and produced a new deck of cards, setting it down in front of Debra. "In one hour, I made 20 thousand dollars with just this deck of cards. How much do you t
In the CEO's office of the McKinney Group, Randy looked like a puppy that had just been scolded for chewing up a favorite shoe."Look," he began, gesturing helplessly, "it's not my fault that the sales numbers dropped. I'm doing the work of three people here. I just can't keep up anymore. And it's not just that. Lately, we've had all these clients wanting to terminate their contracts early. I'm running all over the place, attending back-to-back meetings, and juggling both domestic and international issues. I mean, come on, you guys have to cut me some slack."Erica chimed in, "I can vouch for him. These past few days, he's been running himself ragged. It's not that he's incompetent. It's that the competition is too fierce right now. He's swamped.""Exactly." Randy straightened up. "Erica nailed it. That's exactly what I've been saying. Marion, where's my hardship bonus, huh?"Sitting comfortably on the couch opposite him, Marion didn't even blink. Instead, he calmly poured Debra a
Randy and Erica exchanged a glance, speechless."Figures," Randy muttered. "He never lifts a finger when I ask him to pass a file, but when Debra asks him to manage the company, he agrees without a second thought."Erica chimed in, "Well, they're a loving couple."She turned to Marion and reminded him, "Speaking of which, Caleb is still planning the wedding. He insists on having the wedding first before getting the certificate. He wants a grand affair, with the betrothal gifts and dowry all going to the bride as a show of our family's approval."Marion replied, "I just want to get the certificate. If he drags his feet, I might just take over the wedding planning myself."Erica shook her head. "You can't do that. He is looking forward to this. If you take it away from him, he might just throw a tantrum in the streets."Marion rubbed his temples, regretting ever agreeing to let his grandfather plan the wedding.Debra reassured him, "Don't worry. We have plenty of time. You think I
Randy gave Oscar a thumbs-up. "Well said. Next year, I'm nominating you for the Top Ten Youth Role Models award. You've got my vote.""Yeah, right. Like it's your job to hand out awards," Erica snorted, smacking Randy on the back of his head.Randy winced, rubbing his head. "Erica, could you not hit me every time I say something?"Chace stepped forward and addressed Debra. "Ms. Frazier, we're returning to Booton to take care of the Odom Group. We're here to say goodbye."Debra nodded. "Okay. Seamar City has been chaotic lately. You might be better off staying away for now."Oscar hesitated. "Michael wanted me to pass on a message. The entertainment industry has seen an influx of fresh talent recently. They're all incredibly skilled—too polished to have come out of nowhere. Someone's been grooming them for years. No one knows who's backing them, but each one is rising fast. If they make it to the top, the capital behind them will reap unimaginable profits. Michael thought you'd und
Debra interrupted Erica and Randy's bickering. "Alright, guys. I'm just thinking. If the opponent has been planning this for a while, these artists in their pocket will be serving some enterprise after they gain fame, right? But we know all the entertainment companies in Seamar City. Are there any upstarts?" Randy shook his head. "Nope, at least I haven't found any. But that's the weird part. Suddenly, there are all these new arcades and casinos, and even the entertainment industry is flooded with new faces. Whoever is behind this can't stay invisible."Debra thought for a moment. "I'll find a chance to check it out.""Think twice," Randy cautioned. "That place is a mixed bag. It's fine if Drake is behind this. If not..."That would mean another force was at play.As evening fell, Debra changed into casual clothes and blended into the crowd, making her way to a newly opened arcade.The arcade was on the second floor of a mall, surrounded by old residential areas. Despite the loc
Garland laughed drily, "You're joking, Mrs. Houston."Debra smiled playfully, "But you do seem a little different from the last time we met. You should remember the 50 million dollars I spent on you, right?"Garland replied, "That isn't a big deal. I can pay you back."Debra turned serious. "That's not how things work. A person should have integrity. You promised me, and since I'm the boss, you can't back out so easily. You're a man of your word, aren't you?"Garland recalled Juan's advice and sighed, "To be honest, I was under a lot of pressure at home, so I came here to have some fun. Nothing more to it."Debra raised an eyebrow. "That's a wild coincidence. You just arrived in Seamar City, and here we are meeting."Debra wasn't one to believe in coincidences, especially not in a world full of hidden agendas.But Garland stuck to Juan's script and spoke seriously. "I feel the same way. You didn't intentionally seek me out, did you?"Debra immediately associated this with Andre
"Opportunity?" Drake scoffed. "I don't think so."He had been played like a fool. The machines made by his company had been shipped without him knowing. It was all a ruse for him to become a scapegoat.He was determined to settle this, no matter what."Get ready, Kale. We're going to Seamar City.""Seamar City?""Yes. To settle the score with those sneaky bastards."Late that night, Juan returned home. Unattended for a couple of days, the house was now thick with dust. He flicked on the lights, and a foul odor wafted down from upstairs.Covering his nose and mouth, he ascended the stairs. As he opened the master bedroom door, a putrid stench hit him like a wall. His eyes flashed with disgust as he took in the scene before him.On the bed lay Shelia, emaciated and barely recognizable. Her hair was dry and yellowed, her body skeletal, and her eyes sunken deep into their sockets. Her lips were cracked, and her body reeked of decay."Help me," she rasped, each word an effort."St
Inside the arcade, Garland strode up to the counter to exchange tokens.The cashier's eyes flickered to the stack of cash and the deck of credit cards. Then she couldn't help but steal a glance at the casually dressed man."Here are your tokens, sir."Garland grabbed the four large buckets of game tokens, handing two over to Debra. With deliberate emphasis, he raised his voice. "It's my treat today. Have fun!""Thank you, Mr. Eaton," Debra replied, stressing her tone.As they wandered over to one of the fishing machines, Garland leaned in and whispered, "Are you sure this will work?""Yeah," Debra whispered back. "Do you see anyone else in this arcade who would blow five thousand dollars on tokens without blinking? They'd be fools if they didn't take the bait.""But why does it have to be me footing the bill?""Because I didn't bring any money.""What?""Besides, what kind of men would make the ladies pay at places like this? These people are drawn to rich male customers. Don
"Sure. What's the test?" Marion replied."Quick Q&A." Erica fired away, "What was your first impression of the bride?""She was so cute," Marion replied."What?" Randy was taken aback. "You thought she was cute the first time you saw her?"That didn't sound right. Randy remembered the first time Marion saw Debra. It was outside an auction, and Debra had an aura about her, a presence that made her seem like a queen ready to take down a rival.Cute? Not quite.Garland was equally puzzled. Debra was good-looking. But cute? That was a stretch.Erica scratched her chin, not entirely satisfied with the answer, but she figured love was blind.So, she moved on to the next question. "If your first love and your wife both fell into the water, who would you save?""Debra is my first love," Marion answered."That's too easy," Randy chimed in, frustrated. "Up the ante."Erica struggled. "I don't know what to ask. Should we move on to the next round?"She pulled out a set of bizarre food
"They're coming." Erica rushed to close the door.Liza was puzzled. "The groom is here to pick up the bride? Why are you closing the door?""You don't get it," Erica said, piling up everything she could find to block the door. "This is tradition.""What kind of tradition?" Liza asked."You wouldn't understand," Erica replied. "Just don't let those guys in easily.""But among them is your cousin.""True, but not today.""But if you don't let them in, how are they supposed to take the bride away? What if the wedding ceremony is delayed?"Erica paused. "Oh, right. When can I let Marion take you away?"Debra shook her head. This was her first time having a wedding. No one had taught her these customs before.Erica pulled out her phone and started searching online. "Dammit. Network lag."Just then, a beeping sound echoed outside, and the door opened.Randy poked his head in, cautiously checking for any traps. Then he entered the room and announced, "Marion's here to pick up the
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.