William fidgeted at the sight of so many big shots in the room. Robert''s presence alone sent a shiver down his spine.


    Earlier, when Marion was carried in on Robert''s back, he didn''t dare utter a sound.


    William cleared his throat and rolled his shoulders, trying to muster some courage. Standing on the side with Chace, Oscar spoke up. "Do we need medical equipment? I can have some brought over."


    "No need. This house has everything," William replied.


    He stepped forward and worked on loosening Marion''s stiff arm. It took quite a while before he finally pried open the tightly clenched hand.


    Blood had pooled in Marion''s palm. William let out a low whistle. "What an iron!"


    He pulled the bloodstained diamond ring from Marion''s grasp and studied it. "That''s a huge rock. Must''ve cost a fortune."


    Everyone''s gaze fell on the ring.


    "Wait... Isn''t that Debra''s ring?" Erica rushed inside. "Why is it covered in blood? Is she..."


    Drake snatched the ring from William''s hand and inspected it. "This ring belongs to Debra."


    "The dried blood on it has softened from Marion''s fresh wounds, but you can still see the stains," Robert observed.


    Randy ran inside and took the ring. Sure enough, there was both fresh blood and older, dried blood on it.


    "I don''t believe it," he muttered. "If Jeffrey wanted to kill her, he would have done so a long time ago. Debra is sharp. Nothing could happen to her."


    But deep down, he wasn''t so sure. Jeffrey was capable of anything.


    Erica suddenly realized something. ed and looked at Oscar and


    She


    "Wait a second. Why a1et


    here?"


    Neither


    you


    that Mica nor Randy had known


    that Marion was leading was leading people find Jeffrey. Yet Theda and Osear had shown up there.


    "Someone contacted me toe as backup," Theda replied. "Robert and I have been in Flesta for a while, training people. We promised Debra we''d help."


    "So, Debra nned for this all along," Erica muttered.


    Oscar nodded. "I got a call and rushed over with my people overnight."


    Randy asked, "Who called you? Do you know?"


    "No idea." Oscar shook his head.


    Theda said, "It doesn''t matter who told us. What matters now is figuring out a way to get Debra back."


    Drake sighed, "Easier said than done. We don''t have any clues."


    Just then, Liza burst into the room. "Something''s wrong. You guys need to check the news."


    Everyone immediately grabbed their phones. The top headline on their screens was shocking.


    It read, "McKinney Group''s President Died in a Tragic ident."


    Beneath it was a photo of Debra lying in a coffin. Her face was pale yet peaceful.