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.

right?" Marion asked, hurrying

shook her head. "I'm

forward. "With me around, no

was unconvinced. "This happened on your

explanation."

planning to investigate. But

my patience? I can

are poisoned and still

the

Liza, backing away. He whispered,

sceneg

are not suitable to

should retreat." Con Warel

belongs

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

Drake and Marion were sworn energies. Watching them

people just don't

insisted on staying, he

been a while since I fought someone," Marion

jacket. "You want to

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