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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.

upstairs to fetch Ivan. Moments later, he

dragged him

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

Grover interjected. "We

no longer available for purchase." Debra paused.

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

and handed it to him. "This is my account number. Please transfer the

Grover took the card, then turned to glare at Ivan. "Look what you've done. Apologize to Mrs.

and the president of

was Drake's

Group. She was not someone they could

offend.

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

with a smile.