"It came from Fermin." Marion handed her an invitation.

    The ck-and-gold card was simple, with only the time and ce written on it.

    Debra had seen Gand''s handwriting before, but she never expected Fermin and Gand, both being in the same body, would have such wildly different styles. "He wants to meet us at this estate tonight?" Debra was skeptical. "Do you think it could be a trap?"

    "Don''t worry. Even if it is, we''ve got people ready to handle it," Marion reassured her.

    Unlike Gand, Fermin had zero credibility with them. They needed to be fully prepared.

    Debra nodded. "Let''s go then. I have a lot to discuss with him."

    ...

    In the evening, a ck Maybach pulled up outside the Bernard Mansion.

    It was sent by Fermin. The invitation and the pickup clearly showed he had been watching them since they arrived overseas.

    Debra and Marion got in the car, with a dozen stretched Lincolns tailing them.

    Then a hundred or so guards could deal with all kinds of difficult situations.

    When they arrived at the ce, the butler was already waiting outside.

    He greeted Debra and Marion as they got out of the car.

    "ording to Mr. Eaton, the talk may take a while," he said politely. "Mr. Houston, you men cane inside and rest."

    Marion responded indifferently, "My people are more than he thinks."

    "It''s no problem. We can amodate them all."

    "Alright."

    The doors of all the cars opened. The guards poured out and stood in perfect formation behind him.

    "Thanks for Mr. Eaton''s hospitality." Marion nodded, leading Debra to walk inside.

    Fermin had a table set up in the back garden. His people were stationed around the estate 24/7, so he wasn''t worried about any tricks from Marion and Debra. When they entered, Fermin gestured. "Please, make yourselves at home." Debra and Marion exchanged a look before sitting down across from Fermin.

    It was the first time Debra got a close look at Fermin.

    When Gand was around, he was always loud and brash. Though he had a stunningly handsome face, his aura wascking inparison.

    Fermin, on the other hand, wore a ck suit and gold-rimmed sses. His narrow eyes carried a hint of calction. His movements were elegant and noble.

    At a nce, she could feel the danger behind his smile.

    "Mrs. Houston?" Fermin waved his hand, bringing Debra out of her thoughts.

    "Staring at me like that might make Mr. Houston jealous."

    "I''m just impressed by your temperament," Debra replied smoothly. "Exactly what I imagined someone like you would be."

    Compared to Gand, Fermin was more like the heir to the Eaton family.