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.

"Aren't you two going to

It's undrinkable," Debra

sniffed at it. There was

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

stepped forward to have a

make it sweet and salty? Doesn't he even try

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

she had wounded Robert and taken the shares of the Nichols Group. Theda wouldn't

and Marion. "Mr. Andrew Potter would like to meet

with him. Together, they

to know each other just a year ago. Now

her hand. "A year from now, we'll be like

on." Erica swatted

the kitchen, Ivan looked upstairs. He had heard that Andrew worked on the second

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