Ivan grew anxious at the news.

Debra took Marion's hand and said, "Let's go upstairs and order some takeout."

"Sure." Marion followed her obediently.

Garland thought Debra was exaggerating, but when he took a bite, a foul, fishy taste instantly filled his mouth. He could feel the fish scales dancing on his tongue.

"Actually, this is quite... gag... good. Keep it up... gag. I need to go upstairs for a second." He covered his mouth and rushed upstairs.

The food looked good but tasted awful. Debra's earlier comments were actually mild.

"Wait." Liza dropped her fork and chased after him.

With a poker face, Ivan walked over to the dishes he had prepared and dumped them into the trash.

time left for him was limited. He needed to speed

afternoon, an invitation arrived

handed it to Drake, who glanced at it briefly. "They think I'll

this invitation isn't for

the invitation more closely. It

aside. "Why am I getting Debra's invitations? Give it to

said anything related to Mrs. Houston should be reported to

did, why tell me about some women's dinner party? It's obviously a setup, and Debra won't go anyway. Just give it to her. I

Kale left the

room, Debra looked at the invitation. "I'll

then turned to Marion. "Staying indoors is boring. This will

on the bed, Marion replied, "Sure,

left the room without saying a word. 'Any fool can see this party is dangerous. If she gets herself

thought for a moment and added, "Did you tell Ivan

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