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Cathryn's face paled as she realized that Drake had no intention of killing Debra.

"Then why did you even ask for my opinion earlier? How could you do this?" Cathryn's voice grated on Drake's nerves, making him rub his ears in annoyance.

He couldn't stand stupid people, especially clueless heiresses like Cathryn.

But given her connection to Liza, he felt compelled to explain, "If I killed Debra, wouldn't Marion come after me?"

Cathryn was taken aback. "So, from the beginning, you never intended to help me? You just wanted to kidnap Debra to threaten Marion?"

Debra chuckled, "Wrong answer. If he wanted to kidnap me, he would have done it already. Why go through all this trouble to have you negotiate with me first? He wanted to drag you into this. Now that you've helped him kidnap me, you're in the same boat as him." Cathryn's face paled. She hadn't expected Drake to be so calculating. "Why me?"

She would rather have Marion hate her than know she was the one plotting against him.

"Because you're the Bernard family's heiress," Debra explained. "Your family may be weakened, but there are still loyalists who want to overthrow Marion. By controlling you, Drake controls them. It's simple logic, isn't it?"

Debra felt she had said enough. She extended her hand toward Drake, who frowned in confusion.

"What?"

"Give me some water. I'm thirsty."

Drake kicked the back of the driver's seat.

"Kale, give her some water."

"Yes, boss."

Kale tossed a bottle of water to the back seat. Drake opened it and handed it to Debra. Drinking water while blindfolded was a bit challenging, but she managed.

Cathryn, sitting in the passenger

seat, was still processing the information she had just heard.

When she finally came to her

senses she realized that t

Debra were getting along

and

surprisingly well.

Debra didn't act like a hostage at all. She was more like she was on vacation.

...

Miles away outside the Lowe Mansion, Marion sat in his car, wearing a Bluetooth earpiece.

His subordinate's voice came through the earpiece.

"Boss, are you really going to keep an eye on this yourself?"

"Yes."

"Drake won't dare to do anything to Mrs. Houston. We can handle this."This belongs © NôvelDra/ma.Org.

"That's my wife. Why would I leave her to you? Keep an eye on the

and the Eaton families. Don't get t anything else." Conte

"Should we... notify Juan?"

"He's working with Andrew. What does that have to do with us?"

"Nothing."

"Wait, do you want him to play the hero and rescue my wife?"

"I wouldn't dare."

"Alright, you can go work for him instead."

Marion ended the call. He would not give Juan't

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that chance. He would et

a machine gun to blast