Chapter 419

"It's not too late, you know," Marion said softly, his eyes filled with a tenderness that belied his fearsome reputation.

To the world, Marion was a specter and a messenger from the shadows. But with Debra, he was different-quiet, sometimes playful, and unruly. He was cute and not scary at all.

"Wait here for a moment," he said, disappearing downstairs.

When he returned, he held a plate with a cherry jam-filled cake. Its red center gleamed like a jewel.

It was quite surprising that a man like Marion would craft something so delicate. She was touched.

"Try it," Marion urged.

Debra took a small bite. The flavors exploded in her mouth. It was a dance of sweet and tart that lingered on her tongue.

"It's a shame you didn't become a chef."

used to be a

you mentioned being

"Yep."

your past?" Her eyes sparkled with

"Sure."

eager to hear his story. She'd heard whispers from Randy and Erica, but Marion's past was a tapestry woven with rumors and half-truths. She wanted to hear from him

know how he managed to catch

wondered how he had made a name

about why, despite being the heir, he had to endure so many hardships before finally being brought

questions had lingered in Debra's mind for a

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Marion thought for a moment before recounting the past

idea in him: revenge. She wanted the Houston family to

medicine. Later, she became an alcoholic and then a smoker. Eventually, smoking and drinking no longer satisfied her, so she turned to drugs. Eventually,

for a successor in such

been a charitable organization on the surface, but behind the scenes, they ran a

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