Jordan frowned, turning to see Juan holding an umbrella.Apart from his brother, few in Seamar City had such a presence."Juan?" Jordan snorted. "Why should I listen to you?""Because I'm her husband," Juan replied, his deep eyes carrying a dangerous edge.Jordan froze in place.Juan tossed the umbrella aside and took Debra from Jordan's arms. Joe raised an umbrella and followed Juan closely.Jordan remained dazed.He couldn't believe Debra was Juan's wife.In the hospital room, Debra stirred awake to the same gloomy, rainy weather outside.She vaguely remembered being stopped by Jordan at the entrance of Building #2 but had no idea what happened afterward.Debra struggled to sit up and saw Juan sleeping on his hand."Ms. Frazier, you're awake." Joe entered the room with a briefcase.Juan opened his eyes and saw Debra awake on the bed.Debra looked at his tired face, asking, "You brought me to this hospital?"Juan didn't respond to her question. Joe took out a laptop from
The look in Juan's eyes made Debra realize there was no point in protesting anymore.If she continued to challenge him, he could force her to go home today.Debra took a deep breath.A wise woman knew when to yield, and sometimes patience was the best strategy."Alright," Debra said. "I'll be home at least twice a week. Is that okay?""Three times," he countered.Debra was about to get angry but held back at his gaze.Being a graduate student at Arcane Academy wasn't overly demanding academically, and going home three times a week wasn't an insurmountable issue. Juan must have consulted the principal.Debra adjusted her attitude and forced a smile at Juan. "Three times it is. Anything else, Mr. Nichols?""You must come home whenever I call. Joe will escort you."Taking another deep breath, Debra continued smiling. "No problem. Anything else?""Not for now."It implied there might be more conditions in the future.Suddenly, Debra felt like studying at Arcane Academy had giv
Shelia had always dreamed of entering this classroom, but Debra seemed to have effortlessly gained admission.With that thought in mind, Shelia acted involuntarily, opening the classroom door.Her action caught everyone's attention. Randy glanced over, feeling the person at the door looked familiar. Shelia recognized Randy from the auction, where he had helped Debra."Which class are you from?" Randy asked, puzzled.Debra also noticed Shelia at the door.Startled by her own action, Shelia blurted out, "Sorry, wrong classroom."With that, she shut the door hastily.As the door closed, Shelia's heart pounded.The lecturer hadn't recognized her just now, but she knew him, Randy Osborne, the CEO of Osborne Corporation.They had met before, but he didn't remember her at all.It showed how insignificant she was in these rich people's minds.Inside the classroom, laughter erupted from Randy's joke, but to Shelia, it sounded like mocking.She turned, fleeing in shame and indignatio
Colleen pulled Debra into the car and drove them to a nearby nightclub.Debra stepped out of the car and was led to a reserved private room.Compared to the noise outside, the room was relatively quiet.As soon as the door opened, Debra saw Jordan sitting on the sofa.He was dressed in a punk style, his gaze icy. His fierce appearance added to his wild aura.The moment she had seen that car earlier, Debra had realized this was Jordan's set up.Colleen left without saying anything. Now it was just Debra and Jordan in the room."Mr. Jordan Potter, is it necessary to meet me here?" Debra turned to leave, but the door had been locked.It didn't scare her, though. Since she was Juan's wife, Jordan wouldn't dare to do anything to her, which was why she had come alone in the first place."It's safe here. No one will notice.""Meeting Juan's newlywed wife late at night could become scandalous news for both families."Debra shrugged. "I'm already notorious, so a little more infamy do
As Debra's smile faded, Jordan felt a rush of satisfaction.But in the next instant, Debra smiled again and said, "I never expected you to be so immature."Jordan frowned. "What did you say?""If you really had the guts to make a move on me, would you have secretly arranged to meet me?" Debra pushed him aside and sauntered around the private room."There are no cameras here, and it's noisy outside. No one would notice this small room. Are you afraid that your attempt to meet me secretly will be discovered by Juan or Andrew? It means you don't dare do anything to me."She sat down on the sofa and casually took a bite of an apple.She had been to such places before. Rooms like this were classified as top-tier in terms of secrecy. Usually, only important figures conducted deals here, and even a fly couldn't escape unnoticed.She looked at Jordan with a challenging gaze. "So, stop your childish threats. You can't scare me."Compared to the kidnapping by Aaron, this was child's play
Clearly, Jordan and Andrew had a unique bond.It just wasn't well-known to outsiders.Perhaps sensing Debra's thoughts, Jordan turned away and said, "Don't think you have me figured out.""I don't. Just talking randomly." Standing up, Debra said, "Alright, I've been here long enough. Can I go now?"Scowling, Jordan reached out a hand to stop her. "Wait.""You've kept me here and threatened me. What else do you want?" Debra asked.That was his plan of revenge, but Debra hadn't suffered any losses.On the contrary, Jordan got the short end of the stick.Feeling depressed, he had never been treated like this by any woman before."Do you know Juan has other women in Seamar City?" he suddenly asked."I do," Debra replied casually.It was Shelia.Debra's indifference puzzled Jordan. "You don't care?""It's a business marriage. What's there to care about?" Debra shrugged and added, "Are you trying to drive a wedge between Juan and me?"Jordan snorted, "I'm just saying this man i
"I've already had Randy investigate this. I believe we'll have results soon," Marion said steadily.His words reassured Debra a little."Can you guess who did it?" Marion asked.Debra rubbed her temples, and countless faces flashed through her mind. But no clear answer emerged."I have no idea, but it definitely wasn't Jordan."Marion chuckled, "So, the person you met privately was Jordan.""At a time like this, please don't joke around," Debra replied."If it was Jordan, it would be easy to handle," Marion said.Debra fell silent.That was true. The trending topic only mentioned her meeting a man at a nightclub without revealing his identity.This suggested either the poster didn't want Jordan's identity revealed or simply didn't know who he was, guessing only based on her jacket.The latter seemed more likely. After all, few would dare expose this matter online if they knew it was Jordan."Will the Potter family intervene?" Debra asked."Based on my understanding of Andr
A man like Juan, who had weathered many storms, definitely knew that this disclosure was nothing serious.That was why there had been no news from him after their morning phone call.Debra said, "Okay. Since it was my mistake, I'll go along with whatever you decide.""Just attend a press conference with me," Juan said."That simple?" Debra was puzzled.She didn't believe he would let her off the hook.Juan set down the newspaper in his hand. "Being a loving couple isn't as simple as you think."From his expression, Debra inferred his thoughts.That was true. It was indeed nauseating to act intimately with someone she didn't like.In her previous life, Juan had always resisted attending major events with her.It wasn't easy for him to pretend to be a loving couple with her."I'll cooperate unconditionally," Debra said, but then regretted it.Juan had Sophie prepare an elegant evening gown. Its blemish white color reminded her of Shelia.In her last life, this dress was worn
Back at the Potter Mansion, Debra stared at the equity document. Her father's handwriting and the Frazier Group's stamp stood out.She dug into a drawer, pulling out her seal which hadn't been used for two years. She pressed it onto blank paper, comparing it to the one on the document. She expected differences, but they were the same.That stamp was real. Her father had signed off on this.She didn't get it. In her memory, they and the Potters barely crossed paths.A knock came at the door, interrupting her thoughts. She stashed the seal fast. "Come in."Marion stepped inside, and she smiled, "You're polite to knock. Thought it was Erica.""Didn't wanna barge in and spook you," Marion replied, nodding at the equity document. "Still thinking about that?""I tried to figure out why Andrew has our shares," Debra said. "I've been at it all afternoon and still don't get it.""Andrew's a big-picture guy. Maybe it was just a deal between your families. Let it go," Marion said, rufflin
"Mrs. Houston." Jordan's voice snapped her back.He continued, "Pass this equity document around. Let everyone see it. With Andrew's vote, Mrs. Houston stays."The shareholders inspected it. Once they confirmed the stamp and legal weight, the outcome was obvious."What now?" Jordan eyed Jason, who remained composed on the surface but felt bitter inside."You pushed for a fair vote," Jordan said. "Aren't you satisfied with the outcome? You won't threaten them to change their votes, will you? Well, I brought some people too. They can spar a little if you like."The room crackled with tension. Those shareholders, sensing trouble, started slipping out.The outcome was clear, with Debra winning."Well then, we're out," Jason said."Hold up," Debra stood, stepping toward him. "Tell Michael he can keep the shares he bought. But the 30% I gave my friend? He doesn't deserve it. I want it back in three days. If he doesn't deliver, I'll take it my way.""I'll pass it on," Jason replied,
"I vote for Mr. Austin." Kraig kept his head down.Debra fell silent. She'd braced for the worst, but never thought a veteran on her team would betray her."Well, that settles it," Jason smiled. "Mrs. Houston, the top spot isn't yours anymore. The shareholders have spoken..."Jordan's voice cut through the room. "Who said that's the final vote?"His appearance surprised everyone, including Debra."Didn't you double-check the McKinney Group's shares?" he added.Seven shareholders were present: four from the Frazier Group, and three from the corporate side. The results of the vote were clear enough.Jason didn't flinch. "I don't think you hold any shares. You've got no say here.""I don't," Jordan replied. "But someone does."He pulled out an equity document. "This is Andrew's 1% stake in the McKinney Group. He authorized me to vote for Mrs. Houston."Jason's brow furrowed. The other shareholders swapped confused looks. They had never heard Andrew had any shares.Debra stared
The people saying these things were all entrepreneurs who'd bought shares in the Frazier Group. Debra had long known what they were. They were sexists who'd never let a woman hold real power."You guys don't seem to hold that many shares yourselves, do you?" Debra leaned back in her chair. "Anyone else want me to step down? Or got a problem with me? Just spit it out."The room went quiet. If this election could've been neutral, they'd have rather sat it out. But that wasn't an option."If no one's got anything to say, let's vote," Debra said lazily. "Let's see how many of you want me gone.""Think carefully before you open your mouth. It'll save us trouble," Marion chimed in.The sound of a gun being cocked echoed through the room. The air tensed instantly.Marion wasn't big on brain games. He preferred action. If these people hadn't contributed to the company, he'd have brought in his people instead of listening to their nonsense."Are you threatening us?" Jason said. "This ele
Debra's eyes narrowed at this guy she'd never heard of.Michael had kept it under wraps, proving he had never fully trusted her."Mrs. Houston," Jason said, "I'm here for Mr. Austin to negotiate. He called this shareholder vote in the name of the biggest stakeholder. He's got the right to kick it off. Any objections?"Debra plopped into the head chair. "Cut the polite crap. Everyone's here. Objections or not, this vote's happening, right? No way it's that simple.""Mrs. Houston," Jason said coolly, "today's vote's straightforward: who's better suited as the McKinney Group CEO, you or Mr. Austin? Everyone here sees what you both bring. In the past two years, you've barely shown up. Mr. Austin ran the show, held a key role, and raked in profits. He's the clear pick for CEO.""So, you're saying I suck as the boss?" Debra shot back.Michael didn't even show, sending this random assistant instead. That already pissed her off.Now this guy's veiled jabs annoyed her even more."I'm ju
Debra's heart sank.Back when she'd teamed up with Michael, she had nothing, offering him Frazier Entertainment shares to seal the deal. Later, Frazier Entertainment merged into the McKinney Group, and she handed it off to him.To keep her identity hidden, she'd tossed him more shares. With Frazier Entertainment, he'd racked up 30%.She'd thought he deserved it. For two years, he'd run the show plenty. She'd never seen this coming."Madam, you there?" Ben's voice shook.This was huge and should stay quiet. Otherwise, the company would fall into chaos.Debra's blood ran cold. She hadn't expected Michael to go so far."I'll be there soon," she said, hanging up.She turned to Marion. "Michael scooped up loose shares. He's gunning for a vote as top shareholder."Over 40% wasn't half, but it made him the biggest player. Calling a vote was his right.Debra only had 40%. If 10% of the rest sided with Michael, he could oust her."Don't sweat it," Marion said. "We'll hit it together.
That shut everyone up.If Jordan was right, Drake was gambling with his neck."That's too risky. I've gotta drag him back." Debra spun to leave.Erica grabbed her. "Jordan's guys are on it. They'll ping us if they find him. You can't go out like this and become their target.""I'm not their focus anymore," Debra said. "They'll zero in on Drake."She looked at Marion. "Get your people searching. We need his trail fast, or he's dead."Once the Illuminati squeezed the stone's location out of Drake, they'd kill him.Orkgate was now controlled by Lara. Drake had no other value for them."On it," Marion said.They split up. Erica and Randy tapped their networks."Debra, don't freak," Jordan said. "Drake is not dumb. Injured like that, he couldn't have gone far. As long as he keeps that secret, they won't kill him."Debra nodded. "Hope he doesn't do anything stupid."She should've seen it coming. A proud guy like Drake couldn't handle being down for so long.His injuries were bru
Outside their room, Drake froze mid-knock.His head was down, and his expression was hidden. Eventually, his hand dropped, and he sighed.He turned around and shuffled downstairs, leaning on the wall. He was a broken mess now, unwilling to drag them down....Debra woke up the next morning, reaching for Marion.He wasn't there. She bolted upright, threw off the covers, and ran barefoot downstairs, shouting, "Marion?"In the hall, Marion and Jordan turned as she stumbled in, still in her pajamas.Marion rushed up, slipping off his slippers for her. "What's with the panic?""I didn't see you." She heaved a sigh of relief. "Thought you'd...""Any luck?" Jordan asked Kale, who'd just walked in.Kale shook his head. "Not yet.""What's up?" Debra asked, clocking everyone's grim faces."Drake's gone," Marion said. "No note, nothing. We're looking.""Did the cameras catch anything? Could it be the Illuminati...""Not them. He walked out himself.""Why the hell would he just up a
Debra jolted awake from a nightmare, her forehead slick with sweat."Still torn up about Michael?" Marion's voice came from beside her.She settled into his arms, finally feeling a little relieved. These past two months, they'd faced everything alone. She hadn't curled up with him like this in forever."It's my fault," she whispered. "If I hadn't trusted Michael so much, the Eaton family wouldn't have been a mess. Mr. Eaton Sr. wouldn't have been in the hospital.""It's your fault," Marion said, patting her back. "Even without your trust, the Illuminati would've found a way in. That was their goal.""I just can't wrap my head around why Michael's one of them," she said.She'd spent all night recalling the past, from meeting Michael to building the McKinney Group with him. He was key to its success, but everything had been a lie."Maybe he was never with us," Marion said. "The Illuminati's everywhere. Didn't you check his background when you teamed up?""I..." Debra faltered.S