Chapter 1364
At the stime, Marion was dealing with sjournalists.
"Mercy. We were just paid to publish the news."
"This has nothing to do with us."
"We'll take down the articles right now."
Marion sat on the sofa, glancing at his watch. "Ten minutes."
"You heard the man," barked one of his subordinates, glowering at the newspaper executives cowering in the
corner. "Ten minutes to scrub every trace of this."
Marion raised a hand. "Don't frighten our guests. I'm known for being reasonable."
The publishers exchanged uneasy glances before calling their teams to halt all operations.
Ten minutes later, Marion refreshed the news page. Every negative headline had vanished.
"Don't letsee another word about this."
"Rest assured, Mr. Houston. Such false reports will never surface again."
"Yes. This'll never happen again."
"Please, just let us go."
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Marion stood up, silencing the chorus with a flick of his wrist. His men then ushered the publishers out.
"Sir," one subordinate reported, "our PR team has handled the rest. Vickie Donaldson won't get away with this."
"Good." Marion nodded.
The situation was under control, but he refused to let even a ripple of stress reach Debra.
"Let's go."
As his car pulled away, a notification flashed on his phone.
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He clicked the article. It detailed Vickie's cosmetic surgeries,
fabricated backstory, and overseas aliases, complete with
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before-and-after photos and leaked documents.
"Sir, should we intervene?" his aide asked.
The evidence was damning. Vickie's fraud was now undeniable.
Marion stared at the screen, his brow furrowing.
That afternoon, Debra stirred awake.
Warmth seeped into her palm.
Marion sat beside her, their fingers
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Her gaze turned solemn. "Did you find the old newspapers?"
Marion hesitated, the words clotting in his throat.
Finally, he replied quietly, "No."