Chapter 875

Neither Marion nor Debra picked up the conversation. Parker steeled himself and continued, “Mr. Houston, is there something important you need to take care of this time?”

“Yes, there is,” Marion replied casually. “Bring them in.”

Several henchmen escorted Parker’s wife and daughter into the room, their hands bound tightly. Parker’s wife, a heavyset woman, had her makeup streaked with tears, while their daughter was crying in her high school uniform. “Dad, save me.”

Parker’s face paled. “Mr. Houston, what are you doing? I’ve been loyal to you for years. Why did you take my wife and daughter?”

“That’s not quite accurate, is it?” Debra interjected. “You were loyal to the Eaton family, not Mr. Houston.”

The mention of the Eaton family struck Parker dumb. He panicked. “Mr. Houston, I can explain.”

His legs gave way, and he crumpled to the floor. Marion was known for his ruthlessness, and Parker knew that betrayal meant certain death.

“It was the Eaton family,” he stammered. “They approached me, saying that they wanted to collaborate. Given the good relationship between Mr. Bernard and them, I agreed without much thought. You were far away in Seamar City, and I didn’t want to bother you with such a trivial matter.”

Marion smirked, “So, you made the decision on my behalf and let the Lowes open a casino in our establishment?”

Parker knew he had violated Marion’s rules. Ever since Marion took over the Bernard family’s business, he had forbidden any private casinos in his establishments. The punishment for disobedience was severe.

“Mr. Houston, I was wrong, but I did it for our men. They work hard all year and barely make enough to live on. Without the casino, how are we supposed to survive?” Parker pleaded.

“A yearly salary of millions isn’t enough for you? You’re insatiable,” Marion said, his voice laced with danger.

Parker was terrified, fearing that Marion would end his life at any moment. He remembered how Marion had shown no mercy to his men and even to Shawn, who had mentored him for years.

“I did it for the good of the company. I wanted us to make more money and live better lives,” Parker reasoned.

She stood up and walked over to Parker’s wife and daughter. “Mrs. Orrell, the necklace you’re wearing is worth hundreds of thousands, and the bracelet on your wrist is easily worth seven figures. Those earrings are made from pearls, and that ring is inlaid with an emerald. You’re practically wearing a seaside villa.”

Sibyl Orrell bowed her head, feeling guilty. Debra then turned to Phoebe Orrell, who looked innocent and pitiful with her tear-streaked face.

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