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.

ventured, "Aren't you two going to try

need. It's

lifted the lid and sniffed at it. There was

he manage to make something that's both

stepped forward

he make it sweet

it. Ivan wasn't going anywhere anyway. Her priority was to

wounded Robert and taken the shares of

Marion. "Mr.

Marion and linked arms with him. Together, they went

got to know each other just

and took her hand. "A year from

on." Erica swatted his hand

looked upstairs. He had heard that Andrew worked on the second floor. Usually, no

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