A female employee stood nearby, her hands trembling.Debra hadn't intended to cause a scene, but Shelia's arrogance was intolerable. If she didn't address it today, her internship days would be disastrous."Ms. Frazier, I didn't expect you to grace us with your presence." Liam Tyson emerged from his office, a smile on his face.However, upon seeing Debra, he paused in surprise. 'What's going on?'Ben quickly introduced Debra. "Mr. Tyson, this is our CEO, and she's also Mrs. Nichols."Liam's smile faded. "Mrs. Nichols?"He glanced at Debra and then Shelia. "If this is Mrs. Nichols, then Shelia..."Shelia frowned with displeasure. Liam swallowed nervously.Juan had never brought Debra to company events, and Liam had no idea what she looked like, nor had he heard that she was a graduate student at Arcane Academy."Mr. Tyson, are you nervous?" Debra observed with amusement."Not at all," Liam replied, trying to regain his composure. "It's just surprising to have Mrs. Nichols inte
Debra dropped the stack of files onto Shelia's desk.Shelia looked up, her face paling to a ghostly white."Absolutely, you're right," Liam said.Debra smiled with satisfaction. "Then it's settled. I'll get back to work. Mr. Tyson, please sign here.""Alright, I'll sign," Liam agreed hastily.He scrawled his signature without a thought about whether they could renew the contract with Michael next year.Angering Debra was more dangerous than losing money.Shelia stood rooted to the spot, her body trembling with barely contained rage. She watched as Debra sauntered back to her workstation, looking entirely at ease amidst the tension.Debra's smile widened as she caught sight of Shelia's frustrated expression.Truth be told, Shelia was not without her strengths. She was clever, academically gifted, and possessed a certain cunning. However, she was woefully ignorant of the unspoken rules that governed their industry. She believed that her association with Juan would grant her immu
Shelia stood rooted to the spot, her mind reeling in disbelief.In her mind, Debra was just a pampered lady with no substance. Yet they let Debra lead the entire Frazier family."This is impossible. You must be mistaken!" Shelia exclaimed.Liam remained adamant. "Miss Miles, why would I lie to you? This matter has already spread within our circles. I might risk offending the owner of Frazier Entertainment, but I can't afford to offend the boss of Frazier Group."His words hit Shelia like a physical blow, draining her of all strength.Shelia wondered if they had let Debra take over under Juan's suggestions.She clenched her fists. 'Debra, with her privileged background, could rely on Juan and the Frazier family to secure the top position at Frazier Group, despite her lack of knowledge. Why? I've studied so hard for years only to end up in such a dire situation."Miss Miles, I hope you can understand," Liam said.Despite her unwillingness, Shelia knew she had no choice but to lea
Shelia was supposed to be Juan's lover, yet Juan had been surprisingly harsh with her, not even bothering to inquire about her situation."Okay, Mr. Nichols," Liam said. "I'll take good care of Mrs. Nichols. I won't let her be mistreated at the company."Juan, growing impatient, ended the call abruptly without further comment.Joe, who had been standing by, said cautiously, "If Miss Miles can't secure an internship right away, her thesis..."Juan's voice was cold and dismissive. "If she can't secure an internship, then my years of training her have been wasted. Don't mention her again. I have no further interest in her affairs.""Understood."In the afternoon, Debra received a call from Ben while she was in the middle of pouring herself a cup of tea."What's up, Ben?""This noon, several companies under the group received the same resume.""Whose resume?""Shelia Miles."Debra couldn't help but laugh. Freshly out of her job, Shelia was already scrambling for another position
Shelia took great care of her appearance, slipping into her most professional attire and stepping into her highest heels.The interviewer glanced at her and said, "I've reviewed your resume. You're a graduate student from Arcane Academy, right?"Shelia couldn't suppress a small smile of pride. "Yes, that's correct."The interviewer leaned back in her chair, her expression appreciative. "Impressive. You're quite young to have achieved that."Shelia felt a swell of satisfaction. The graduate position was a testament to her abilities and perseverance.The interviewer continued, "We do have an internship position available, but I must clarify, it's not for the vice GM role."Shelia's smile faded slightly. "Not the vice GM?"She had braced herself for this, knowing that such a high-ranking position wouldn't come easily. "I was hoping for at least a director position in the finance department or perhaps the accounting department."The interviewer held up a hand, interrupting her. "Yo
In the bustling metropolis of Seamar City, a monthly salary of $4,000 was barely enough to scrape by, let alone live comfortably."Miss Miles, please don't rush into a decision. Take a day to think it over and let me know your decision tomorrow," the interviewer suggested with a polite smile, handing Shelia her resume.Shelia stomped her feet and left the company.It was just a newly listed company, nowhere near the caliber of the Nichols Group, and yet they dared to set the bar so high. Unwilling to accept defeat, Shelia quickly contacted several more companies, eager to find a position that matched her qualifications.However, much to her dismay, each company she approached followed Debra's instructions and rejected her application outright.Even when she lowered her expectations, the highest offer she received was a measly $3,000. Despondent, Shelia found herself sitting on the street, unable to comprehend how, as a graduate student from Arcane Academy, she could be so unwanted
Shelia's fall from grace was as swift as it was brutal. With Juan no longer by her side, she found herself adrift in the treacherous waters of the financial market.The once-open doors of Juan's companies were now firmly shut in her face."She won't amount to anything," Debra commented. "Let her struggle in the mire of Seamar City. Soon enough, she'll realize that without Juan, she's nothing."The finance circle was notoriously difficult to penetrate, and Debra had no intention of wasting her energy on Shelia. However, Shelia's underhanded tactics had forced Debra's hand. She had exploited the car accident to accuse Debra and Erica, causing a stir that reverberated through the school and Tyson Enterprises. Debra knew that if she did not act, she would be perceived as weak and easily manipulated.The ringing of her phone interrupted Debra's thoughts. She glanced at the caller ID and saw it was Melody calling.Melody had been conspicuously absent as of late, likely believing that De
Debra remained unfazed. Melody had lived her entire life as a refined lady, never having to work a day, with enough wealth to last several generations. The concept of financial worry was foreign to her.In her past life, Debra had been much the same. She had believed that the security of the Frazier family and her marriage to Juan would ensure a life free of worry.But she had been wrong. The Frazier family's reliability was an illusion, and Juan was even less dependable.Having experienced the harsh reality of financial desperation, Debra was determined never to find herself in that position again.She pulled up a chair and sat down across from Melody. Melody seemed taken aback, unaccustomed to anyone, much less Debra, sitting in her presence without her explicit permission.Debra maintained her smile. "Grandma, don't be upset. I'm simply going out to work at our family's company, managing things a bit. There's nothing shameful about it. You shouldn't worry about me. You should b
Debra twisted open a bottle of water and rinsed her mouth."I've heard that people who love to speed tend to get concussions. Be careful. Don't die from them in your sleep.""Don't worry. I'll live longer than you and Marion."His phone rang, and Drake sneered, "See? That's less than 20 minutes."Then he spoke into the phone. "Just bring them over."Kale hesitated. "Boss, we haven't caught them yet.""What the hell? Then why are you calling me?""We've found out his identity.""Who?"Kale revealed the answer, and Drake fell silent.Noticing his dark expression, Debra asked deliberately, "Found them? Where are they?"Drake hung up the phone, tossing the car keys to her. "It's time to close the net. Just go ahead and park the car in the garage.""Park the car? Me?" Debra blinked.Another car quickly pulled up. The driver got out and opened the car door for Drake."Kale asked me to pick you up, boss."Drake nodded and slid into the car.Debra narrowed her eyes, feeling tha
"Can it be repaired?" Debra sulked, poking her forehead with his finger. "You just wouldn't stop causing trouble for me.""It's just a car. Don't get so worked up," Debra groaned."Did you see who did it?""No.""Then how did you know the car was tampered with?""I did catch a glimpse of a shadow darting behind me. I didn't see his face, but it seemed to be a man."She pointed to the streetlight behind her, where the figure had disappeared.Drake turned to Kale, who had gotten out of the car. "Check the surveillance cameras in the area. Have our men surround the place and screen for suspicious individuals.""Understood," Kale acknowledged.Drake's gaze then flickered to the two guards. "What are you good at? You can't even catch one person.""It was me who spotted the problem," Debra chimed in. "They didn't see anything."Her words made the two guards shift uncomfortably.Drake sighed, "Forget it. Get in the car. We'll talk about it at home."The two vans pulled up, and do
Theda was implying something, and Debra probed, "I don't think so. Drake rules Orkgate, and I'm staying in his house. Who would dare to touch me?""Who knows?" Theda shrugged. "There's always someone stronger. Drake may not be the true top dog here."She stood up, smoothing out her clothes. "Robert's actions were a mistake on my part, so consider the shares as compensation. Now we're even, and I'll compete with you fairly."With that, she left with her bodyguards.Debra glanced down at the document and put it away. The purpose of the meeting was clear, but it was surprising that Theda hadn't fussed over Robert's injury.In a way, Theda was an upright opponent, but business wars needed no morals."Ma'am, are you ready to leave?" one of the bodyguards asked.Debra turned and saw them shaken. Apparently, they were afraid those two burly bodyguards might return."Let's go," Debra said calmly.Immediately, the two men flanked her and escorted her to the car. As she was about to get
Garland rushed upstairs, shouting, "Liza, you rascal. You're dead to make that call."Debra set down her knife and fork. She had been worried that Fermin was playing dumb, but now she was sure the man with them was Garland, who was simple-minded and easy to fool. That was a relief.Her phone suddenly buzzed with a message from an unknown number. She looked down and saw a message from Theda, who requested to meet her at the airport in an hour.On the second floor, Drake stormed out of his room, irritated. "Debra, can't you control your people? I don't want this racket in my house."Debra looked up to see his weary expression, realizing he had been sorting through business data all day.She replied, "Sorry about that. I'll keep them in check."At the same time, Garland's shouting rang out again. "I'll smash your phone."Noises of a scuffle ensued, which further irritated Drake.He regretted ever letting Liza and Garland stay. It was only the first day, and they were already causi
Liza slammed her hands on the table. "How could you fall for a married woman?""Liza, calm down. It's not like that," Garland tried to explain.Debra interrupted him with a sigh, "Your confession was really touching. If you had shown up a bit earlier..."Liza was shocked. "You what? That's it. I'm telling Dad.""Liza!" Garland was eager to soothe her, but she dashed upstairs.Nonchalant, Debra continued to sip her soup."How could you do this?" Garland grumbled."I was speaking the truth." Debra shrugged innocently. "Or do you have ulterior motives to ask about my daily routine?"Garland swallowed hard, knowing it was yet another test.'As Juan said, Debra is not easy to fool. And following this logic, I'd be the lovelorn third male lead, following Juan. No. I don't deserve that title.'"Mrs. Houston," Garland hesitated, "honestly, I don't have feelings for you. It's just that I have my complicated reasons."He couldn't decide whether to spill everything or keep quiet. If he
"Half true, half false.""Tell me about it.""I'm not sure about the rest, but I'm certain his feelings for you are fake," Marion asserted.Debra raised an eyebrow. "Are you saying my charm is weak? How can you be so sure?""When you love someone, you can't hide it in your eyes," Marion replied.Confession was something even he found hard to do, but Garland had been too casual about it. There was no hint of affection in his eyes. Marion figured it was just an excuse.Debra blushed under his fervent gaze. "Alright. You're an expert. No one knows love better than you do."She remembered the times before she accepted Marion's feelings. She had misunderstood his constant attention, thinking he was plotting against her.It was only later that she realized he liked her."But if Garland doesn't like me, why is he recording my every move?" Debra asked.Marion looked away. "I don't know.""You don't know, or you don't want to tell me?" Debra scrutinized him. "Are you hiding somethi
Unable to bear it, Marion broke the silence."Mr. Eaton, do you have something to say?""Actually, I am not Fermin."His confession didn't surprise them in the slightest, but their reaction surprised him.He cleared his throat. "Uh, could you at least react a little? This is getting awkward.""Oh," Debra said casually. "So, why are you suddenly telling us this?""Well," Garland started to explain, "I snuck out alone and used Fermin's identity since we're twins. The outsiders can't tell us apart, and I enjoy throwing his name around. It's embarrassing, but it's the truth. You guys are my friends, and I don't want to lie to you. Please don't rat me out, or I'm done for."Debra pressed, "So, what were you in Seamar City?""It was all for the New Age," Garland replied. "I don't have any other hobbies, but I love journalism and being a reporter."He paused and added, "I swear, I never meant you any harm. If I get caught and sent back, I'll never get out again."Debra leaned in. "T
"Yes. She rattled off the pros and cons. I didn't understand a word of it, but somehow, I managed to muddle through. The problem is, I am not the decision maker. What if she follows up and presses me?" Garland said.Juan muttered, "Her company is doing well. Why would she need to work with you?""I don't know.""Did something go wrong with her company?""I've no idea.""Is the Buchan Group targeting them?""I'm not sure."Frustrated, Juan rubbed his temples. "You had a meeting. Surely, you remember something."Garland recalled it. "Well, she said something about Theda trying to get their hands on the shares of the Nichols Group. Then she said Theda couldn't get them. In the end, she proposed to work with me to dominate overseas and Seamar City markets. I told her I'd take it back to the company for discussion, but she hit me with this thing about me being the sole decision-maker for overseas operations. I panicked and said we didn't have any assets in Seamar City. Then she drop
"Yep.""I thought you meant my company.""Not really," Garland quickly reassured her. "Even if Theda has those shares, she can't compete with you."Debra took a sip of what she thought was tea, only to realize it was Coke. She glanced at Garland, who was wolfing down his food with no regard for manners."I've heard that you have a ruthless streak and get things done efficiently," she probed. "If we join hands, dominating overseas and Seamar City markets won't be a problem. What do you think?"Garland nearly choked on the food. 'Ruthless? Efficient? That sounds more like my dad.'As for cooperation, he didn't have the authority to make that decision."What you're saying makes sense," he stammered. "Given our relationship, a partnership wouldn't be a problem. But this is a big decision. I'll need to discuss it with my dad."Noticing Debra's suspicious look, he quickly corrected himself. "I mean, I'll talk to the shareholders and get my dad's approval.""I heard that your father