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Grover panicked. "Did my son offend you, Mrs. Houston?"

"Why don't we go inside and talk?" Debra suggested.

Grover nodded eagerly and ushered Debra and her entourage into the house.

Following behind Debra, Grover explained anxiously, "Ivan is young and ignorant. If he has offended you in any way, I hope you can forgive him."

"It's not a big deal," Debra said casually. "He just cut my brake lines, punctured my gas tank, threw a lighter into it, and almost blew me up. That's all."

"What?" Grover stumbled, nearly falling to the ground.

That was a near-fatal offense.

"Get that brat down here," he barked, his voice shaking with anger and fear.

Moments later, he reluctantly came out, fidgeting at the sight of

Grover dragged him to stand in

"The car he messed with doesn't belong to me; it belongs to Mr. Lowe. He has a bit of a cleanliness obsession and doesn't like his things tampered

"We

available for purchase." Debra paused. "It's worth eight figures. I believe

at the amount but knew better than to offend Drake. Money was

a card from her bag and handed it to him.

card, then turned to glare at Ivan. "Look what you've done. Apologize to Mrs. Houston right

and the

was Drake's friend, Ma

Group. She was not someone

offend.

muttered, "I'm sorry, Mrs. Houston. It

mistakes," Debra said with a smile. "How old are you, Ivan?" "I'm 17,"