Chapter 940

Debra pulled Marion's hand away. "Alright, no more talk like that."

Outside, the night deepened. Lara stood at the gates of the Lowe Mansion, hesitating to enter.

The security guards spotted her. "Lara?"

Lara froze in place. Her first instinct was to run away, but a glance toward the shadows revealed Marion's men watching her intently.

Caught between flight and surrender, she noticed a black car slowly emerging from the gates. Her gaze drifted to the figure in the back seat, and she stopped cold. 'Juan? What is he doing here?'

Before she could make sense of it, Kale, who was escorting Juan out, noticed her presence.

He demanded, "What are you doing back here?"

instinctively took a step back. Her face went pale as she stammered, "Mr. Mclean, it's Marion and

Kale was skeptical. "Come

explained urgently, "I didn't tell them anything. They brought

a

him into

a magnifying glass as he examined the dust in the grooves

turned to the cleaning staff. "This spot isn't clean. Do

Lowe, we've been cleaning all

time they thought they were done, Drake found some absurd excuse to make them start over-cracks in the walls, smoke residue in the bedroom,

gleamed so brightly they could see their reflections, but quitting

sharp gaze swept

Marion pay you? If he hired you to clean, you clean until I say it's done. If it's such a burden, tell him

inwardly about his fastidiousness. Satisfied with their silence, Drake finally shifted his attention

moment he saw Lara's face, his anger roared back to life. Narrowing his eye's,

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