Chapter 1822

"Uncle Drake's got a point," Lillian mumbled.

She caught Marion's sharp glance and zipped it.

Debra tossed a packet onto the table. "Recognize this?"

Drake picked it up. "What's this?"

"Stanley's handiwork," Debra replied, chewing her food. "Same stuff the Illuminati used. Don't tell me you forgot."

Drake hadn't seen it in 18 years. He studied it, opened the bag, and sniffed. "Diluted. A cowardly move."

If someone with real ambition had it, they'd have refined it, like the Illuminati's old stock.

and poke around," he said. "Nobody's got the balls to sling this

Debra said. "Just check it

nodded, pleased with

that before,"

eyes snapped to

replied. "My classmates eat it when they're tired

glanced at Solomon. "He saw it too. Tons of students


Marion exchanged a look, both understanding the gravity of the situation. They set

got business," Debra said, standing

Drake. "You're coming

last

"Wait..." he protested.

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