Chapter 340

In a nearby corner, a wheelchair lay tipped over on its side. A familiar figure came into view.

Debra's eyes widened in surprise. "Andrew?"

Then it clicked. The Emerald Hotel was owned by the Potter family, so it wasn't unusual for Andrew to be here, even at this late hour.

"It's nothing, thank you," Andrew said politely.

Debra noticed that his legs weren't entirely paralyzed but seemed difficult to use. He managed to pull himself back into the wheelchair with a grimace of effort.

He didn't seem particularly surprised to see her, which made sense. Juan had booked the entire restaurant in the Emerald Hotel, and as the owner, Andrew would naturally be aware of the arrangements.

Debra's initial instinct was to flee, but she hesitated, caught in a moment of indecision. She decided to make small talk to buy herself some time. "Mr. Andrew Potter, where's your assistant?"

Andrew replied calmly, "He's handling something for me."

Debra nodded. "Should I..."

Her eyes darted towards the