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, his

arms, "I

in an instant.

face darkened. Marion was just like his father, soft-hearted

Now I'm taking her

you want to whisk her away just

"Debra says she's

family," Caleb grumbled, leading them to

already prepared a change of clothes for Caleb. In no time, he returned to the grand hall, dressed immaculately, as though he

dining table was rarely shared with outsiders, but Debra chose a seat closest to Caleb, signaling for Marion to sit beside her.

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

like this beside Itzel.

bankrupt, but we don't care about such things. I do have a question, though. When did you realize who I

I first saw you." Dehra

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