"I feel the same way. But with friends like you, I'm not afraid," Debra said.
"Do you?" Michael laughed. "You pushed everyone away to face the Illuminati alone."
"I still have you," she said.
"So, I'm important to you?" he asked, looking at her intently.
"You were the first to believe in me when I had nothing," she replied. "You've been by my side all these years. Of course, you're important."
In her past life, she had failed him. In this life, she wanted to elevate him to the top.
And he was willing to do anything to support her.
Michael looked at her for a long time. "Good to know."
"Don't go out or investigate the Illuminati for now. You'll be safe here," Debra said, placing a bag of chocolates on the bed. "I got these from that shop you love. Your manager said you always go there. Get better and don't worry about anything else."
Michael stared at the chocolates. After Debra left, he picked up the bag.
The chocolates were beautifully arranged in a nine-slot box. He picked up the heart-shaped one in the center. Under the light, he could see a white part in the middle.
"Then hand over all your assets to the Illuminati. In return, you'll get a lifetime supply."
Michael hung up the phone and laid his eyes on the chocolates again. After a while, he dialed the number on the small card inside the box.
"Prepare 100 boxes of chocolates and send them to 101 Birch Road."
"Yes, Mr. Austin."
Debra was back in her car. Her phone showed multiple missed calls from Lara.
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