Chapter 868
“I don’t care. I’m not marrying a loser who can’t even afford a villa,” Liza scoffed, linking arms with Cathryn. “Come on, let’s go shopping. My dad bought me a mall, and you can pick whatever you want.”
She left without taking another glance at Drake
Drake watched them leave, the smile on his face fading quickly. He made a decision in his mind. Once he used the Eaton family’s power to take down Marion, he would make sure Liza paid dearly.
The flight from Seamar City to overseas landed.
Debra put on sunglasses and a cap, linking arms with Marion as they exited the airport.
As a former public figure, she was worried about being recognized. Their trip overseas was a secret, and they didn’t want to alert anyone to their presence.
Outside the airport, people.of all kinds bustled through the streets. The city was a mix of towering medieval architecture and modern commercial districts.
“This place truly is the city of romance,” Debra remarked.
Marion said, “But also a city of sin.”
Unlike the grimy underbelly of Orkgate, the filth here wasn’t as visible. Though the city center was prosperous, just a street away lay the slums, where people went hungry and begged on the streets.
Sadly, the locals had grown accustomed to this stark contrast.
“The gap between rich and poor is huge here,” Marion explained. “The rich live like kings, while the poor live worse than animals.”
Marion had grown up in this city and knew its dark corners better than anyone.
Debra held his hand. “This time, I’m with you.
“Silly,” Marion said, squeezing her hand. “Mrs. Houston, would you like a tour of the city?”
Debra smiled with her eyes. “I’d love that.”
Marion led her to a taxi, and they drove from the city center to the slums. The taxi stopped at the boundary between the two areas.
Debra looked at the beggars in the slums. Some were elderly, others just children, but even the young ones had the eyes of adults, a jarring sight that made her uncomfortable.
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Marion explained, “These kids learn from a young age how to exploit people’s sympathy to get money for food.”
Debra looked around, seeing girls forced into marriage, children working as shoe shiners, and the stark contrast between the ultra–rich and the desperately poor.
“Was it like this for you too?”
“Feeling bad for me?”
“You know I am.“`
