With her n exposed, Debra lost the patience to keep sparring with Drake.


    "You''re right. It''s gettingte. I should head back."


    Before Drake could protest, she added, "You shouldn''t be out right after a shower. Why don''t you have me sent back and stay here for the night?"


    "Since when do you make decisions for me?" Drake stood up, turning to Kale. "Go get the car."


    "Boss, are you sure you want to go out dressed like that?" Kale pointed out.


    Drake looked down at his robe before irritably ripping the towel from around his neck and throwing it at Debra. "Get out."


    Debra caught the towel and tossed it back, turning to leave the suite without a backward nce.


    Kale hurried after her. Anyone else would have been in serious trouble for defying Drake like that.


    Leaning against the wall outside, Debra sighed, "Does Mr. Lowe always take this long to get ready?"


    Kale didn''t respond, his face stoic.


    Debra pressed on, "Who did he meet with today?"


    Kale remained silent.


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    The guards exchanged a nce, tempted, but a re from Kale shut them down.


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    Kale saw their hesitation and warned, "Anyone who betrays Mr. Lowe won''t live to spend that money."


    Debra smirked, "Of course, I''ll ensure their safety."


    "You could try," Kale said darkly. "I''ll snap their necks first."


    Debra''s smile faded as she saw his cold determination.


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    "It''s good that you understand," Kale replied, looking away.


    Just then, Drake emerged from the suite, dressed and ready to go. "You guys get along quite well."


    "We were just chatting. But unlike you, Kale has no sense of humor."


    "I don''t joke around," Drake said, brushing past her. "Let''s go."