Marion raised his hand. "Take them back."


    The Potter family guards moved forward. The Eaton family''s bodyguards stood no chance. Their leader knew better than to fight. Debra had already spared them a bloodbath by handling this quietly.


    He clenched his teeth. "We''ll consult Mr. Eaton Sr. If he insists, we''lle again." Marion shrugged. "Go ahead."


    He had aplished his task. The rest wasn''t his problem.


    Back at the Potter Mansion, Gand and Liza huddled together.


    "I thought I''d be stuck eating fancy meals and shopping forever," Liza sobbed. "That life''s soul-crushing."


    Gand sniffled, "Back to being CEO of that boringpany? No thanks."


    Erica and Randy exchanged exhausted nces.


    Debra ignored the drama, focusing on the man tied up before her. "Mr. Odom, remember us?"


    Edgar remained silent, wrinkling his brow.


    "We''re old friends. Take a seat and rx," Debra added.


    He sneered, ''Sit? I''m trussed up like a turkey.''


    "Standing''s fine too." Debra shrugged. "Same difference."


    Edgar wore casual clothes. Without his suit, he looked less like a viin.


    "You know why you''re here," Debra


    continued. "Do you prefer to tall ne


    nicely or try the hard way?"


    Marion stepped forward. The unspoken threat hung heavy.


    "You want to know about the hidden treasure, right?"


    "Smart man."


    "What if I refuse?"


    "You have no reason to refuse unless you like those gruesome tortures. We''re all civilized people. You''ve lost yourpany, and the treasure is beyond your reach. It''s better to tell us. If we find it, maybe you''ll have a chance to see it."


    Edgar remained silent, and Randy cracked his knuckles. "Don''t be


    Cubborn. She''s being polite. I


    were me..." Content belong


    Debra interrupted him with a rising hand, giving Edgar a moment to weigh his options.


    Momentster, Edgar''s gaze flicked to Gand. "Why don''t you just ask him?"