NovelEnglish"Liza and Fermin are here," Debra said, changing the subject.
"I heard." Marion nodded.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"I suspect Fermin is here to keep an eye on us," Debra shared her thoughts. "He is the heir to the Eaton family. It doesn't make sense for him to chere personally. But his interaction with Liza suggests they are real siblings. I just don't get why he'd bother monitoring me." They had stayed at the Potter Mansion for a while, but nothing had happened. If Fermin was as cunning as rumors suggested, he wouldn't have been sitting around and doing nothing.
Debra had deliberately let them stay to keep an eye on them. But Seamar City remained peaceful.
"Are you doubting his identity now?" Marion asked.
"Doubting is one thing. Knowing what he's up to is another, and finding out his true identity is yet another," Debra replied, shaking her head. "I don't know if he's dumb or playing dumb. We need to find an opportunity to test him." "Then let's test him," Marion agreed. "Finding out what he's monitoring shouldn't be too hard." In the guest room, Garland suddenly sneezed, startling Liza, who was playing with her phone.
"The weather in Orkgate is terrible. Are you catching a cold?" she asked.
"Not really," Garland replied, rubbing his nose. "I just felt a sudden chill down my spine." "A chill?" Liza looked around and pointed to the air conditioner behind him. "You mean this thing?" "That explains why my back was so cold," Garland muttered, quickly turning it off.
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Mr. Lowe always eats in his room' Gontent The content is onnovelenglish.net! 11 Garland's enthusiasm waned.
"By the way, what would Mrs.
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Garland pulled out a notebook and a pen, ready to jot down the details He e had to report everything back to Juan like what Debra ate and how she slept.
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