The villa stood before them, an unassuming façade tucked away in an affluent neighborhood where each residence was worth a small fortune.

Despite its prime location, the house bore an air of neglect, as if it were rarely inhabited.

Debra raised an eyebrow. "I wouldn't have pegged this as your style."

Andrew coughed a little, his face pale. He pulled out a key and unlocked the door.

"This isn't my house."

"If it's not yours, why do you have the key?"

"A friend entrusted it to me."

There were very few people in Seamar City whom Andrew considered friends. Debra immediately thought of Marion.

the exterior, elegantly appointed with a taste that hinted at a bygone era. It was impeccably maintained, as if someone regularly cared for it. Andrew noticed her puzzled

periodically.

where Marion used

mentioned it, though he had hinted at something on

the sofa. Above the mantel, a wedding photo caught her eye. A pregnant woman with a gentle face stood beside

en

"This place..."

and Mrs. Houston," Andrew explained, a

back then, so he didn't remember much.

were unlike the fake couples in business circles. The affection in

Houston family's roots

withdrew from the power center and moved to Seamar City to start a business, becoming the

Marion suffer overseas Why didn't they

as a

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