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Drake stood up and continued, "That's all I know. The old man didn't dedicate his life to mere wealth. The so- called treasure of Seamar City can't just be some fabled royal vault. I don't believe it, and neither should any of you."

All these people possessed wealth that rivaled nations. It didn't make sense that they'd spend over a decade chasing rumors of riches they'd never seen. There had to be more to it.

Marion remained silent, and Drake added, "This is everything I know. Now we're even."

He turned to leave but paused at the door. "Debra will likely sleep for another four or five hours. As her husband, you'd do well to stay close."

The door clicked shut behind him.

Marion moved to the bedside, brushing a hand over Debra's forehead. Her skin was clammy with cold sweat. He dampened a towel in the bathroom and gently wiped the sweat from her face.

"Don't be afraid. I'm back," he murmured. "No one can harm you now."

Debra's tense expression eased. Marion studied her, as if seeing the nightmare over a decade ago.

The door burst open, and Garland stumbled in. "Something is wrong!"noveldrama

Marion's blade-sharp glare darted over, and Garland froze.

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Marion stood up. "Let's talk outside."

He tucked the blanket snugly around Debra and went out.

"What is it?" he asked.

"It's Vickie Donaldson." Garland thrust his phone forward. "She claimed to the public that she is the toth

Frazier family heiress and

announced her engagement to Juan. Things will be bad if Debra doesn't respond."

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news. She looked so much like Debra.

"Debra needs rest."

"But if she does nothing, people will believe Vickie's story."

"I'll handle this. Stay here and watch her."

Marion glanced at the bedroom door and started to leave.

Garland called after him, "Wait. I can help."