Chapter 570

Marion strode forward, wrapping Debra protectively behind him.

“I told you, don’t mess with Debra,” he said coldly.

The cheerful expression vanished from Caleb’s face. He set down his fork and knife and took off the scarf around his neck.

His voice carried a deep, imposing authority as he said, ‘Is that how you speak to your grandfather?”

Years of privilege had left Caleb slightly stocky. His face, though etched with a few wrinkles, was still mostly smooth. His hair was a sharp contrast of white, perfectly groomed. He might have looked like a distinguished gentleman, but his eyes, like Marion’s, were sharp, wild, and dangerous.

“Marion, Debra chimed in. “Caleb a didn’t give me

a hard time. We were just having a meal together.”

Marion’s gaze fell on the plate of sandwiches. He stepped forward, picked one up, and popped it into his mouth, as if to make sure there was nothing suspicious in it.

he said,

arms,

expression changed in

just like his father, soft–hearted when

taking her with me. Any objections?”

and said, “I went to the trouble of preparing a meal for my granddaughter–in–law, and now you want to whisk her away just like that? Debra, do you want to

and said

“Debra says she’s hungry. Where’s

Caleb grumbled, leading them to leave the

Caleb. In no time, he returned to the grand hall, dressed

outsiders, but Debra chose a seat closest to Caleb, signaling for Marion to sit beside her. He complied, though

him to.

dining table stretched the distance between them, making it feet distant, unlike a cozy family

just like this beside Itzel. He hadn’t imagined

family may have gone bankrupt, but we don’t care about such things. I do have a question, though. When did

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