Debra looked over at the kitchen.

He came out wearing an apron, with a pot in his hands and a harmless smile on his face.

"Mrs. Houston, I made soup for you and Mr. Houston," he said.

His double face was something else.

Randy rubbed his eyes, making sure he wasn't imagining things. The guy had been all gloomy in the kitchen, but in the blink of an eye, he looked sweet and innocent.

"Put it there," Debra replied.

Ivan complied and went back to the kitchen.

Neither Debra nor Marion seemed interested in the soup.

you two

need. It's undrinkable," Debra

sniffed at it.

a spoonful and frowned. "How did he manage to make something

Randy stepped forward

did he make it sweet and salty?

by it. Ivan wasn't going anywhere

of the Nichols Group. Theda

came down the stairs, addressing Debra and Marion. "Mr. Andrew Potter would like to meet you

glanced at Marion and linked arms with him. Together, they went

to know each other just a

popcorn and took her hand. "A year from now, we'll

swatted his hand

that Andrew worked on the second floor. Usually, no one was allowed

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