Chapter 920

"Drake, slow down."

Drake didn't respond but slowed his steps slightly.

In the center of the second floor was a large platform, usually reserved for performances. Today, however, Drake had a three-seater sofa placed there.

"Sit," he said.

Suspicion clouded Debra's expression. "You're not planning to pull some kind of prank on me, are you?"

Drake smirked, "Your life's already in my hands. Why would I bother?"

Debra took her seat, while Drake snapped his fingers, the sharp sound echoing in the room.

She cocked her head, eyeing him warily. "What's this? A magic show?"

Suddenly, all the lights went out. Marion slipped into the venue unnoticed, his presence as silent as a shadow.

didn't panic. Instead, a strange, festive atmosphere settled

Debra. "I once told you I'd show you a glimpse of the future. Tonight, consider it a preview of the Lowe Playground. Since we're partners now, I figured it's only fair to show you something exciting." Debra felt a sudden chill

held his breath and quickly stepped out of the

corner of the room, Marion covered his nose and moved further into the shadows. "What's

was sickening, and her head spun faintly from the

the hall. Standing on the platform, Drake surveyed the room like a king

scantily-dressed women

gasped in shock,

escape from the obscene

keeping

but

lied to me so many times. I've lost count. I've got

you talking

on, bathing them in a stark white

is all just an act, there's no way Marion will sit by and let you face the danger alone," Drake said, grabbing her

first floor, "Marion, show

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