By the time Debra returned to the Lowe Manion, it was already well past midnight.

The living room was chaotic. Garland was anxiously holding back Marion.

He said, "Mrs. Houston will be fine. Mr. Lowe has gone to find her."

Liza echoed, "Yes. They will be fine."

Marion's sharp gaze daunted her, but she would not step aside, especially since Garland was doing his best to stop Marion from leaving.

"Move!" Marion demanded, dressed in nothing but a white shirt.

His sleeves were rolled up, and his face was pale. He was about to shake them off when Debra's voice came over. "Marion."

The anger in Marion's eyes vanished instantly, while Garland and Liza both heaved a sigh of relief.

Finally, Debra was back. Otherwise, they might have lost control of the situation.

Despite his injury, Marion was as strong as a horse. He had dominated overseas for a reason.

Garland was exhausted and wiped his sweat.

Are you all right?" Marion asked, hurrying over to check

shook her

forward. "With me around, no one could

happened on your turf. You

explanation."

planning to investigate. But if you say

my patience? I can tear

poisoned and still so

in the

backing away. He whispered, "The

sceneg

are not suitable to

should retreat." Con Warel

belongs

you kidding? This is going to be fun," Liza replied, wrinkling her

had heard the rumors about how Drake and Marion were sworn energies. Watching

Some people just don't

staying, he had to

since I fought

"You want to fight?

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