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Kale explained, "The only place open for delivery at this hour was a small joint, and the soup has gone cold in the chilly weather. Cold fish soup always turns fishy."

Drake's face twisted in disgust. "Toss it. File a complaint."

"Yes, boss." Kale picked up the fish soup and dumped it back into the bag.

Drake stared at the documents on his desk, muttering, "A pampered lady knows how to make soup. What a surprise!"

Then he suddenly remembered that Debra not only knew how to make soup but was also good at playing the piano, dancing, and manipulating people. It had been almost a year since they first met. He had kidnapped Debra multiple times but had never gained any advantage. Instead, he had lost a lot.

"She's my nemesis," he declared seriously.

If Debra wasn't his nemesis, she couldn't have played him like a fool. Ever since she appeared in his life, he had been nothing but unlucky.

His estate in Seamar City was burned down. One of his fiancées was dead, and the other publicly broke off their engagement. Even his overseas influence crumbled.

was a curse that he should steer clear

morning, Debra woke up

Drake reading the newspaper on the sofa. Out of courtesy, she intended to greet him, but as soon as she raised her hand, Drake ordered, "Kale, bring

using the other staircase to avoid any contact with

going on with

sure." Kale shook

so early in the

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Kale's response was always

She

If it was because

yesterday's fish soup. Drake

petty

he fussed