"Sir, she's arrogant. We should just toss her into the sea and feed the sharks," Peter said.

Debra's provocations had long irritated him.

"Shut up!" Drake silenced him with a glare.

Debra was betting on the fact that Drake had something to do with the car accident that killed her and Marion's parents.

If that were true, Drake would be after the supposed treasure of Seamar City, a secret guarded by the Four Great Families. Now, with the Fraizer family fallen, she was the last living heiress. He couldn't afford to kill her just yet.

Seeing the defiant look in her eyes, Drake let out a bitter laugh before releasing her throat.

"You're a clever woman. I like that," he said.

Debra let out a small sigh of relief.

Drake turned to a maid nearby and instructed, "Prepare a room. Take her there."

"Yes, sir." The maid rushed over, gently helping Debra to her feet.

Exhausted from her ordeal, Debra could barely stand on her own.

confusion deepening. Not only had Debra not been punished, but

go?" he asked, scratching his

strode off

never gone soft with anyone, not to mention

kept making

erupted

coastline, and rescue teams had been searching the waters

without a trace

QUMS

off his diving mask, his face exhausted from

.e

bread. "You've been at this all day. You need to eat something. You won't have any

temples, his voice strained. "Have

men and Andrew's crew are all mobilized. But so far, there's no sign of her. I hate to say

hesitated, but

say. It was almost impossible to find someone

Houston. We've got

feet and rushed over, followed by

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