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.

two going to

need. It's

Erica lifted the lid and sniffed at it. There was

and frowned. "How did he manage to make something

forward

did he make it sweet and salty?

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

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

stairs, addressing Debra and Marion. "Mr. Andrew Potter

and linked arms with him. Together, they went up in the

said, "They got to know each other

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

swatted

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

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