NovelEnglishChapter 905 Across town at the Eaton Mansion, Garland was doing a handstand against the wall, groaning in discomfort. "How much longer?" Juan glanced at his watch and said blandly, "Ten minutes for each wrong answer. There are 32 questions on the test. You got 31 wrong. Do the math." "What? Are you insane? Are you here to tutoror torture me? I'm gonna tell my dad about this," Garland exclaimed.
"Go ahead. Let's see whose side he takes," Juan replied nonchalantly.
Just as Juan reached for his tea cup, his hand suddenly trembled, and the cup fell to the floor, shattering into pieces.
"Hey! Those cups are expensive. Be careful," Garland scolded.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Got it," Juan said as he bent down to pick up the shards.
Suddenly, a sharp pain shot through his finger. Blood dripped onto the broken porcelain. Juan frowned, looking at his injured finger.
At his newly acquired estate, Drake removed Debra's blindfold as Kale opened the car door.
Debra stepped out to see an expansive garden with artificial hills and waterfalls. The villa was massive, with a garage that had upper and lower levels. The front yard alone was the size of a sports field.
This estate was clearly recently purchased, and its grandeur rivaled that of the Eaton family's residence. It must have cost billions to acquire a property of this size and location.
Liza, being the spoiled heiress she was, certainly knew how to live in luxury.
"Here we are," Drake announced, his disdain for the ostentatious display evident on his face.
"Ms. Frazier, this way," Kale said, keeping a close eye on Debra.
Debra felt uncomfortable under his scrutiny. "Am I a guest or a prisoner this time?" "What do you think?" Drake asked back, walking ahead without waiting for her. Cathryn followed closely behind, her mind still reeling from the earlier information.
In the grand hall, Liza was sipping her morning tea on the sofa. As Drake entered, she demanded without Boking up, "Drake, where have you been? Don't you know want to go shopping in the morning? Wh haven't you cleared the mall of afPthe riffraff yet?" Only then did she notice Cathryn standing behind Drake.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Cathryn?" She walked over and took Cathryn's hand. "What were you With Drake so early in the doing morning? I thought we were going shopping together." Cathryn couldn't muster a smile, and Liza's gaze fell on Debra, who had just entered the room.
Debra was still dressed in a champagne-colored silk ored silk nightgown, and Liza's anger flared. "Debra? Who let you into my house?" Debra shrugged. "I didn't want to come. Maybe you should ask Mr. Lowe about that."
Liza turned to Drake. "You better explain this. You know hate her Why did you bring her here? Are you trying to makeuncomfortable?"
"How so?" Drake said nonchalantly.
"She is a guest of Miss Bernard. In merely acted as her chauffeur. Isn't En that right, Miss Bernard?" Cathryn paled under Drake's cold gaze. Liza gripped Cathryn's handel tighter demanding an explanation. "Is this true? Why did you invite Debra here? Tell me."
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