Juan had lived that grind for over a decade. He had been used to it and could handle it alone.
He caught her drift and chuckled, "I used to think the Nichols family was my chain. Then it grew on me. If I stopped, I'd just sit home and stare at the walls all day."
"You can be a teacher," Debra said.
"Teacher?"
"Yeah. Drake's killing it in Orkgate. He looks dumb but learns fast. The Lowe Group's legit now, thanks to you."
"You sure?" Juan pulled out his phone, showing her news about Drake.
He helped fix slums, train poor people, and create jobs.
"Looks good."
"See the next one."
It read: Drake Lowe was detained for 15 days and fined 30K for robbing the rich to feed the poor.
The Lowe Group cleaned up but kept its wild streak.
The small business owners were too scared to report it and too weak to fight.
Debra giggled at Marion's frostiness, nudging him. "Don't be so hard on him."
"I'm soft enough." He shrugged.
Juan turned to leave. "If you get tired of him, I'm still here."
Marion's face darkened. "Randy, slash his tires."
"Huh? You sure?" Randy gasped, winking at Debra.

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