The Eatons and the Lowes were both here in Seamar City, eager to expand their empires.


    To celebrate, they threw a banquet so grand it made the locals dizzy with anticipation. Every merchant worth their salt was scrambling for an invite.


    The whispers on the street were that the alliance was set to be the next big thing, a juggernaut to rival the McKinney Group.


    "Madam, are you attending?" Ben''s voice crackled over the phone.


    They had received an invitation, but it was addressed to Tracy.


    If Tracy didn''t attend the banquet, it would be a p in the host''s face. A sh with them could spell disaster for the McKinney Group. "I''ll be there."Copyright N?v/el/Dra/ma.Org.


    "But the invitation isn''t for you. If you show up, won''t that cause a stir?"


    "The invitation is for the head of the McKinney Group. And that''s me."


    "You''re going to reveal your identity?"


    That would cause a stir online, especially since the inte was now filled with negativements about her private life. People called her a gold-digger.


    But Debra knew it was time to disclose her identity. Before, she had kept it hidden to keep Juan and his family from seeing her true value, so she could divorce him more easily.


    Now she didn''t want anyone to specte about her rtionship with Marion anymore.


    She said, "Get me a show-stopping dress, Ben. It''s time I stepped into the spotlight."


    She couldn''t wait to see those regretful faces. The first one would be Melody, who had worked tirelessly to ensure the divorce.


    Melody would never have imagined


    that the


    rid


    She schemed to


    get


    of would turn out to be the head


    of the McKinney Group.


    The next in line would be Edgar. Broke and disgraced, he''d slunk back to Seamar City from Orkgate.


    When he found out she was pulling the strings behind the curtains, his reaction would be positively priceless.


    "Are you sure about this?" Marion asked, wrapping his arms around her.


    Debra nodded resolutely. "Yes. I can''t let people think I''m with you for your money."


    Marion chuckled, nuzzling her neck. "If only they knew how hard I had to work to win you over."


    Being wealthy might be his only merit. If Debra liked it, he would


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    As the sun set, the banquet kicked off at the Eaton family''s newly acquired vi. Upstairs, Drake adjusted his cufflinks, feeling like a cat in a room full of rocking chairs.


    He had never been one of the elite. Like Marion, he hade from humble beginnings. The only difference was that Marion had the luck of being born into a wealthy family, while Drake had wed his way up, using vicious tactics to be the adopted son of the Lowe family.


    He hated these stuffy affairs, but business was business.