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.

left for him was limited. He needed

afternoon, an invitation arrived

Drake, who glanced at it briefly. "They

for

invitation more

aside. "Why am I getting Debra's

Mrs. Houston should

that? Whatever. Even if I did, why tell me about some women's dinner party? It's obviously a setup, and Debra won't go anyway. Just

Kale left the

guest room, Debra looked

will be the last

Marion replied, "Sure,

without saying a word. 'Any fool can see this party is dangerous. If she

moment and added, "Did you tell Ivan

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