Caleb grumbled, "You should have told me sooner. I''ve been putting on this act for so long." "Seeing how much you enjoyed it, I didn''t want to spoil your fun," Marion replied with a smirk. "You''re just like Marion''s mother," Caleb said.


    Debra smiled, her eyes scanning the tableden with exquisite cuisine. Caleb had no appetite for it.


    "Since Marion truly loves you," he said, "I wholeheartedly approve. You two should set a date soon. I''ll take care of the wedding arrangements. It''ll be one less worry for me."This content is ? N?velDrama.Org.


    Debra paused, her hand hovering over her knife and fork. Marion interjected, "We appreciate your concern, but we have our ns for the wedding."


    "What do you mean?" Caleb sulked. "You have someone you love, and you''re not marrying her? That''s just irresponsible. We''re not short on money for a wedding. Why are you being so stingy?" He misunderstood the situation. The butler cleared his throat softly. "Ms. Frazier is still married."


    "Still married? To that Nichols boy?" Caleb asked, his disdain for Juan well-known in their circles, though he maintained a polite facade in public.


    He took a deep breath, his gaze on Marion growing more disapproving. "You''re dragging your feet on this. Your woman is still someone else''s wife. You''re more spineless than your father."


    He then ordered, "In my name, intervene in the Nichols family''s business. Make sure they''re divorced within three days."


    Debra''s voice softened. "Mr. Houston Sr., you don''t need to worry about this. My divorce agreement with Juan will be finalized soon. We just need to keep up appearances for the next six months." "There''s a contract?"


    "Yes."


    "Contracts can be broken. We can pay the penalty."


    Marion was about to speak up, but Debra cut him off. "Well, we''re all businesspeople. In business, we aim for steady profits, not losses. I never make a deal that doesn''t benefit me. Marion and I have decided to announce our engagement and marriage in six months. We won''t dy it any further.


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    Caleb finally rxed. Marion was surprised to find his stubborn grandfather so easily persuaded. "You''re not only beautiful but also sweet. I quite like you," Caleb said, chuckling. "It''s a pity you''re with Marion. You deserve someone better. I think the Potter boy is a good match." "Caleb Houston!" Marion snapped, his face darkening.


    It was crazy that his grandfather suggested another men for Debra right in front of him.


    "I was just saying," Caleb defended. "The Potter boy is good, but he has some issues with his legs." Debra had initially thought he was referring to Jordan, but it turned out he meant Andrew.


    Her smile froze. ''Andrew, good? In terms of intelligence, yes. In terms of character, he could be decent at times, but he could also be incredibly devious."


    She wondered who would be unlucky enough to marry Andrew. Just as she was lost in thought, her phone rang, disying Andrew''s name.


    Her mouth twitched in frustration.