Marion still remembered that two years ago, when he first arrived in Seamar City, Andrew had handed him an invitation. It was at that auction that he first met
Debra.
Back then, everything felt like destiny. Now he realized it was all part of Andrew''s n.
He also remembered how Andrew sent him to an auction overseas to get back his mother''s belongings. At that auction, he saw an identical sapphire ring to the one his mother used to wear.
He bought it, unaware it belonged to the Frazier family. Andrew had ced it there for him to acquire.
Andrew was truly a master strategist. He must have known from the beginning that the Houston family''s ring had been in Jeffrey''s hands all along. Sending him to the auction was just a way to return the ring to Debra.
For a moment, Marion wasn''t sure whether to feel angry or grateful. Without those arrangements, he might not have met the love of his life.
"Marion? Why are you standing at the door?" Debra called out.
Marion snapped out of his thoughts. "I was thinking when your injury heals, we''ll go home."
Debra smiled, but there was a sense of heaviness and loss in her heart. She nced down at the crest in her hand, wondering where Andrew was right now.
...
At the airport, Barton said, "Sir, it''s time to board."
"Okay." Andrew nodded.
Barton asked tentatively, "Sir, are you sure you''re not going to see Mrs. Houston onest time?"
He had seen everything Andrew had done for Debra. Now that the
Snd was out of the pionee
everyone could finally have some peace. Yet Andrew decided to leave.
Andrew shrugged. "Everything''s been handled. There is no reason for me to stay.
Jordan will take care of the family."
"But Mrs. Houston..."
"I have to leave. That''s the only way for her to live happily instead
dwelling on the past. Or all
my
efforts would be for noth; of way
"Understood."
Barton wheeled him toward the boarding gate. Perhaps, once they left, they''d nevere back.
Andrew wasn''t worried. Right now,
no one in
Seamar City could pose ?
threat to Debra, but everyone would
be busy for some time.
...
A monthter, Debra''s injury was almost healed.
When she saw the pile of files stacked up in the office, she froze in ce.
"What is this?" she asked.
Ben replied, "These are the umted reports from the past few months. For your review."