Drake didn't hear any noise downstairs.

"Haven't Debra and Marion come in?"

"They should have."

"Then why hasn't anyone come to report me?"

"Boss, you said you weren't going to welcome them."

Lately, Kale found it hard to figure out what Drake was thinking. One moment he was against something, and the next he was going along with it.

The wedding was an example. At first, he said he wasn't going, but later, he did. Then it was this recent event. He didn't mean to hurt Marion, but he claimed that it was intentional.

Now, he was doing it again, inviting them over but refusing to welcome them.

"Yeah. I don't care if they stay or leave," Drake said, standing up. "I'm hungry. Tell someone to make dinner."

came downstairs, but Debra was nowhere to

glanced at Lara, who was still

"but they went to the same

you to prepare two rooms.

it's natural for a

"Tell them to

"Mrs. Houston said they've already eaten. Plus,

injured, so

down for meals

Drake muttered,

She was

the food to my

the kitchen with the meal, was puzzled.

"I'll eat upstairs."

"Alright."

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