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

It's undrinkable,"

Erica lifted the lid and sniffed at it. There was no

did he manage to make something that's

stepped forward to have a

twisted. "How did he make it sweet and salty? Doesn't he

by it. Ivan wasn't going anywhere

taken the shares of the Nichols Group.

Marion. "Mr. Andrew Potter would like to

Marion and linked arms with him. Together, they went

said, "They got to know each other just a year ago. Now they're

a mouthful of popcorn and took her hand.

swatted his

Ivan looked upstairs. He had heard that Andrew worked on

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