Chapter 929

"Mr. Lowe said that due to recent financial difficulties after breaking off the engagement with the Eaton family, he could only ask you to make do with this," replied the maid. Debra looked at the soup and laughed incredulously.

Even if the Lowe family were broke, Drake wouldn't just serve her a bowl of boiled water.

She knew he was doing this deliberately.

"Tell him I appreciate the thought, but I won't be drinking the soup." She stood up with the bowl.

The maid was stunned. "Mrs. Houston?"

Debra swiftly descended the stairs, with the maid trailing behind her. "Mrs. Houston, you can't just wander around."

Drake, who was eating in the living room, watched as Debra walked past him.

She called out, "Bobo, soup time."

A black dog approached, sniffed the soup, and then silently retreated.

As Debra returned from the doorway, Drake took a bite of his bread. "Who let you come out?"

The maid quickly apologized, "I'm sorry I couldn't stop her."

frowned. "Did I

and stepped back. Debra walked up

so poor you couldn't even

"That's true."

all this

chef made

took a large sip of his

looking at the sugary milk in his hand.

"Thanks

to the table. "Mrs. Houston,

Debra

it and

eat.uldn't let anything, note

between her and

appetite

"It's alright."

afraid I might

time Drake had

appetite vanished

but

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