Chapter 907
Liza was in a foul mood, and Cathryn was in no state to comfort her.
“Liza, I'm not feeling well either. I'm going upstairs to rest,” Cathryn said.
“What's wrong with everyone today?” Liza muttered, bewildered.
Upstairs, Kale pushed open the guest room door to reveal a room with windows nailed shut and door locks
removed.
Debra turned to Drake. “What's the meaning of this?”
“You're the head of the McKinney Group, always keeping a low profile. The last tyou revealed your identity, it
gavequite a shock. | can’t risk you escaping through the window,” Drake replied.
Debra walked to the window, examining the iron plates that sealed it shut. She laughed suddenly.
Drake frowned. “What are you laughing at?”
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“I'm laughing at how smart you are sometimes Yet sometimes...” Debra turned to face. him, her expression
serious. “You're brilliant.”
With the windows sealed so tightly, Marion would surely notice from outside. It would be easy for him to pinpoint
her location. Perfect for a quick escape later.
Drake stared at her for a moment, his gaze intense. Debra stepped forward, extending her hands. “Do you want
to handcuff me?”
Drake's frown deepened. “Aren’t you afraid?”
“No, I'm not. Leaving here would be a living hell foranyway. | might as well stay here. Maybe next tyou
seein pain, you'll givesdrugs to ease it,” Debra said, her voice steady.
Drake's expression darkened. He had previously ordered Kale to withdraw all the new drugs, and many clients
had cbegging for more.
But Debra hadn’t shown any signs of desperation, making him feel like he was the one chasing after her.
“Kale!”
“Boss?”
“Lock her up. Don't let her out without my permission.”
“Understood.”
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Kale left, slamming the guest room door shut behind him.
Debra looked at the removed door handle and couldn't help but laugh. It seemed Drake had prepared this
luxurious prison for her.
The room was spacious, with a bed, TV, bathroom, and even a bathtub. Anyone who didn’t know better would
think she was on vacation.
Debra lay down on the soft bed, feeling secure knowing that Marion was waiting outside. She quickly fell into a
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In the evening, Drake was in his study, reading the newspaper.
Kale entered and reported, “Boss, she’s still in the room, not making a sound.”
“Not a sound?”
“Nothing.”
“No pleading? No demands?”
Kale shook his head, and Drake lost all interest in his work.
He pondered for a moment before asking, “Do you think she’s doing this on purpose?”
“On purpose?” Kale echoed, puzzled.
“She deliberately let us capture her to extract information from me,” Drake mused.
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