Chapter 896

William and Marion exchanged a knowing glance, pretending not to be familiar with each other. Debra lowered her voice and said, “I’m fine. Let’s just get out of here.” She had noticed that the security measures here were far more stringent than usual. The guards at the door were only a fraction of what she had seen when she entered the banquet hall.

Marion had only managed to get in because Bert had deliberately let him. Bert was up to something, and it was best not to provoke him further.

“Since my wife is unharmed, I’ll be taking her with me,” Marion said, his mind focused on Debra’s injured foot. He scooped her up into his arms and turned to leave, but Bert’s cold voice stopped him.

“Wait a moment.”

Marion paused, and Bert asked, “Was it you who had Liza brought back?”

Debra held her breath, having seen how much Bert doted on Liza. This question seemed to hint at a desire for accountability.

“Yes, it was me,” Marion admitted.

Bert said, “Liza is my only daughter. By doing this, you’ve shown no respect for me.”

“If she dares to bully my wife again, I will do it again,” Marion replied firmly, then carried Debra out of the Eaton Mansion without looking back.

Carter watched Marion’s defiant departure and said, “Sir, are we just going to let him go like that? If Miss Eaton finds out…”

“Marion is as audacious as his grandfather,” Bert said, stretching lazily. “Liza’s temper needs to be reined in. I’ve spoiled her too much. If something happens to me, who will protect her?”

Carter said tentatively, “Mr. Garland Eaton?”

Bert glanced upstairs, where Garland was chasing after a maid. “Hey, stop. Give me back my pillow.”

Bert frowned. “Him? I’d have better luck relying on the police.”

Outside the house, Marion placed Debra in the passenger seat of the car.

She explained, “I did this to myself.”

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“I know,” Marion hummed. “Otherwise, things wouldn’t have ended so easily.”

Relieved that Marion understood, Debra let out a sigh. She knew he had a grudge against the Eaton family, who were now allied with the Lowe family and might have been involved in his parents’ deaths.

“I noticed that Bert seemed quite friendly toward me,” Debra said. “He and Melody really do go way back, but he doesn’t seem to like her much. Do you think 40 years ago, when Bert was in Seamar City, he might have known our grandfathers too?”

“I don’t care about any of that right now,” Marion said as he drove. “I’m more concerned about your feet.”

“William said it’s fine.”

“If he had examined your wound, he would have applied medicine. I don’t want you to take any more risks.”

“Why are you saying this all of a sudden?”

“Because I just realized that if Bert had taken you hostage earlier, I’m not sure I could have saved you.”

Chapter 897