Chapter 815

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“Who did this to you? Was it Drake?” Andrew asked, his fingers digging into her wrist as if he could crush the truth out of her.

Debra winced, trying to pull back, but his hold was unyielding. “It’s not that serious.”

“Not serious?” His voice rose, cutting through her excuses. “You think these marks are nothing?”

Debra’s gaze dropped. Of course, she knew the gravity of the situation. But what was done was done. All she could do was find a way to survive it.

“Drake only injected me once. The dose was weak.”

“Has it taken effect?”

Once someone was injected with drugs, just one dose could make them addicted. Even a weak dose was deadly.

“Yes, but it was bearable.”

Why didn’t you tell

her hand back and explained, “I was too exhausted last night, and I didn’t

if Marion found out, he’d find Drake to avenge her. But Orkgate was far too dangerous. If they wanted to confront Drake, they had

fell silent, turning to Barton. “Get a doctor

replied, hurrying

back to Debra. “Come with me

wheelchair, but he waved

himself into the elevator,

didn’t mean to hide this from

save your energy for explaining it to

words hit her harder than any slap. Andrew,

room, the doctor swiftly prepared to draw Debra’s blood

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Chapter 815

Andrew’s home was state–of–the–art, designed for his fragile

bitter irony that Debra now found herself benefiting

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