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Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right novel Chapter 1822

"Uncle Drake's got a point," Lillian mumbled.

She caught Marion's sharp glance and zipped it.

Debra tossed a packet onto the table. "Recognize this?"

Drake picked it up. "What's this?"

"Stanley's handiwork," Debra replied, chewing her food. "Same stuff the Illuminati used. Don't tell me you forgot."

Drake hadn't seen it in 18 years. He studied it, opened the bag, and sniffed. "Diluted. A cowardly move."

If someone with real ambition had it, they'd have refined it, like the Illuminati's old stock.

"I'll take it back and poke around," he said. "Nobody's got the balls to sling this in my city."

"Exactly," Debra said. "Just check it out for us."

Drake nodded, pleased with the trust.

"I've seen that before," Lillian said suddenly.

All eyes snapped to her. Debra asked, "Where?"

"At school," Lillian replied. "My classmates eat it when they're tired or zoned out. Some even offered me some."

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