Hannah didn't stop Debra, and before long, a sleek black car drove up.The trainees, leaving the cafeteria, watched as Debra got into the car.Whispers filled the air as they exchanged speculative glances."I told you Debra had someone backing her. She left at such a late hour. Clearly, someone is keeping her.""Can you believe Hannah was covering for her just now? We only get to leave this place once every ten days or two weeks. Debra is really an exception."Inside the car, Debra wasted no time. She dialed the hospital head's number, her heart pounding with anxiety.When he answered, his voice was grave. "Ms. Frazier, the situation is a bit serious, but don't worry, his face is unharmed."Debra's grip tightened on her phone."I'm asking about the person, not the face.""Michael is fine. He's out of danger."Debra could tell he wasn't being entirely truthful. She hung up and turned to Ben."Fill me in about the situation.""This morning, Michael was supposed to go to the P
"But..." Shelia still wanted to protest.Edgar cut her off, his voice firm. "I've had a long day. Go to bed."Shelia finally retreated to her room, her shoulders slumping in defeat.In the spacious living room, Edgar's phone rang sharply, breaking the silence. He answered it before his secretary's voice came through the line."Mr. Odom, we've found the illegitimate child of your father and that woman."Edgar's eyes narrowed. "Who is it?""They've been living in Booton all these years. We found out the child's name is Oscar Harper."As far as Edgar remembered, that woman's family name wasn't Harper. It seemed that after all these years, she still dreamed of joining the Odom family and hoped her son would become the heir."What a fantasy!" Edgar snorted."There's one more thing.""Go ahead.""It's about Miss Miles," Chace said hesitantly. "Our people said Miss Miles sent them to cut Michael's brake lines today. Michael is now in the hospital."Edgar's brow furrowed deeply. "W
"Where can we find Michael?" Edgar asked.The nurse looked at him wonderingly. "Are you a family member or a colleague of Michael?"Edgar's bodyguard, growing impatient, interjected, "Our boss is here to visit Michael on behalf of the company. Just lead the way."The nurse, fearing Edgar's displeasure, quickly complied and led them towards Michael's room.Meanwhile, Debra had already arrived at Michael's room. Due to Michael's special profession, the room was guarded. Even so, the hospital was never entirely secure, and it had been decided that Michael would be taken home by the following day for his recovery.Michael lay in bed, his face pale and his body clad in a hospital gown. His head was wrapped in bandages, a testament to the severity of his injuries.When he saw Debra, he instinctively tried to sit up."Don't move," Debra said.Michael complied, sinking back into the bed.Debra took a seat nearby and turned to the director. "Didn't you say it was not serious?""Well..
A soft knock echoed through the hospital room, drawing Michael's attention to the door.When he saw Edgar's face peering through the small window, he quickly realized that Debra's identity needed to remain concealed.He calmly called out, "Sorry, it's not convenient to see visitors right now. Please wait for a moment."Michael's refusal was direct, but Edgar merely nodded and took a seat in the corridor.Debra swiftly gathered the documents scattered across the table. She exchanged a glance with Michael, who gave her a subtle nod of understanding.Debra moved to the door and opened it, stepping out into the corridor to face Edgar. "Mr. Odom, it's quite late. What brings you here?"Edgar stood up, his tall frame towering over Debra. "I heard that Michael was injured, so I came to see him."Debra pulled away from him a bit and said, "Are you aware who caused the accident?"Since Shelia was behind the accident, she must have someone backing her up.Edgar was silent for a moment b
This was a case of intentional homicide. If a private settlement couldn't be reached, Shelia would be behind bars for years.And Shelia hadn't hurt just anyone. Michael was a high-profile star. If her involvement was exposed, she would face the wrath of fans and critics alike.Edgar expressed his remorse. "I'm really sorry. I'll make sure Jade apologizes to you tomorrow."Debra, however, was in no mood for apologies. She said brusquely, "Since you've finished speaking, you can go now. Michael needs to rest, and we won't see you out."Edgar nodded, understanding the dismissal. "Alright, I won't disturb Mr. Austin's rest any further. However, Ms. Frazier, it seems you and Michael are no longer connected, right?"Debra glanced at the half-finished documents on the table before replying, "Yes, I just came to visit an old friend. Since you mentioned it, why don't you give me a ride home?"Her sudden request took Edgar aback. He frowned briefly, but given the circumstances, he had to a
"What's so urgent that it can't wait till morning?" Shelia eyed Edgar skeptically.She didn't buy his story for a second. Men were all the same—if they weren't up to no good at home, they were sure as hell up to no good elsewhere.Her gaze sharpened as she spotted a smudge of lipstick on his white collar.She reached out and grabbed his collar, thrusting it towards him accusingly. "What's this?"Edgar's mind flashed back to Debra's calculated lean-in, her smirk as she left him in the car. He'd been played. She'd wanted Shelia to see this, to sow discord.His hesitation was all Shelia needed. "You're unbelievable. You say you love me, but you won't even touch me. It's all a lie, isn't it? I knew you were cheating.""Jade, just listen...""No. I won't listen!" she screamed. "I'm telling my dad. You don't love me. It's all just a sham."Usually, her tantrums got her what she wanted, but not this time. As she turned to storm out, Edgar's hand shot out, sending her sprawling to the
A shiver ran down Shelia's spine like a drip of ice water.She'd once pegged Edgar as a gentleman easy to push over. But she'd been dead wrong.He was as ruthless as they came, and his so-called affection was nothing more than a smokescreen.What he wanted was just the Blair family's support to boost his influence in Seamar City.Edgar's voice cut through the air, cold as steel. "If you don't want to end up like her, you'll toe the line and stay on my good side.""I won't make that mistake." Shelia shook her head fervently. "As long as I remain Jade and your fiancée, I'll do whatever you ask.""Excellent!" Edgar shrugged off his coat. "Tomorrow, you'll accompany me to the hospital. You'll apologize to Michael.""What?" Shelia blanched. "You want me to bow to Michael?""Not just Michael. Debra too," Edgar specified.Her face drained of color. "No. I can't do that."Edgar's gaze sharpened, and Shelia wilted. "Just not Debra. Anything but that."Edgar scoffed. "Would you rather
In the tense silence that stretched out, Michael made no move to let Shelia get up.Edgar, trying to smooth over the situation, interjected, "Jade was indeed harsh with Ms. Frazier, but it was due to old grudges. I had a long talk with her last night, and she assured me that she'd let go of the past."He turned to Shelia, his gaze encouraging. "Jade, didn't you say last night that you were ready to bow and apologize to Ms. Frazier?"Shelia nodded eagerly, her eyes wide and repentant. She stepped forward and bowed deep. "Debra, I'm truly sorry. I let my feelings for Mr. Nichols cloud my judgment, and I did terrible things to you out of jealousy. I hope you can find it in your heart to forgive me."Debra looked at Shelia's innocent face, her brow furrowing slightly. Shelia seemed genuinely repentant, but Debra knew better than to take things at face value.There were only two reasons for such a drastic change: either Shelia had truly turned over a new leaf, perhaps under the influen
Verna felt a pang of guilt.Garland continued to play the emotional card. "If you don't let me out, I'll spill about when you wet the bed at 12. And when you were 13, you wrote a farewell letter during your first period. I still remember every word. I...""Stop." Verna's face darkened. "Be a gentleman, okay? If you dare say these things, you're dead.""Verna, please, I really need to get out. I'm not Fermin. I want to live for myself. Debra and the others treat me like a friend. I can't just hide here knowing they're in danger. You understand me and will agree, right?""I..." Verna hesitated.Just then, Bert stepped out of the room. Seeing his stern face, Garland tensed up."I was bored in my room. Just chatting with Verna.""You think I don't know what you're planning? You want to go out? Not a chance."Before Garland could argue, he added, "But I do have a task for you."Garland scoffed, "You won't let me out, and now you want me to work for you? Dream on."Bert's face dark
At the Eaton Mansion, Garland grumbled, "I've already told you. I can't go out. You have no idea what kind of man my dad is. If you can bust me out, I'll give you all the credit in the world. Hello? Juan, are you still there?"He glanced down at his phone screen and found that Juan had already hung up. Frustrated, he threw the phone onto his bed.He'd been stuck at home for days now, yet all Juan ever cared about was Debra. If it hadn't been for helping Juan get close to Debra, he wouldn't be under house arrest now.He poked his head out of his bedroom. Verna noticed and slammed the door shut, not caring if it might hurt his head.Garland reacted quickly and blocked the door with his hand. He flashed a cheeky grin and said, "Verna, let me tell you a joke.""Not interested.""Do you know why I'm smiling at you? Because you don't hit someone who's smiling at you."Verna rolled her eyes and turned her head away, unimpressed.Garland didn't give up. "Come on, we're best buds. If I
Erica tossed back the wallet and card. She smirked, "You said you'd give us everything, so I'll take it as your gift to us youngsters."Melody didn't expect her to be so shameless, taking all that money without batting an eyelid.Joe stepped in. "Let's go, Madam."Erica added, "Don't worry. We'll fix your Ferrari and send it back. But whether you'll dare to drive it again, who knows?"To avoid any more humiliation, Joe quickly helped Melody onto the tractor.The tractor could only hold two people and was completely see-through. Anyone outside could see who was inside.Joe didn't mind, but Melody, who always cared about appearances, felt mortified.As Joe drove the tractor away, Erica laughed so hard she doubled over. She turned to Debra, who had been hiding in the security room."Did you see that? It's so funny.""I saw it all."Melody had probably never ridden a tractor in her life. Debra could imagine her anger now.Debra warned, "She's the type to hold a grudge. Be care
"Madam?" Joe froze.Melody had always cared about her reputation and had never been humiliated like this before. Forcing her to ride away on a tractor was probably more unbearable than death.Yet she agreed."What choice do we have?" she sighed. "We can't just walk back?"The summer heat alone was unbearable, and she was wearing high heels. Walking two kilometers would be the end of her. No matter how much she hated it, she had no other options.Joe nodded reluctantly. "Yes, Madam."Just then, Erica winked at Randy, who sat back in the seat."What now?" Melody asked impatiently."Not much," Erica replied, her tone casual. "You see, we're not friends or family. If you're taking our vehicle, shouldn't you pay for it?""What? You're charging me for this hunk of junk?" Melody snorted."Well, this junk protects you from wind and sun. That makes it valuable," Erica reasoned.Melody finally lost it, raising her hand to strike her.Erica quickly dodged and said, "How about a discou
"What? Mrs. Houston would never do something like this. Maybe the car hit a nail on the road," replied the guard."What are you waiting for?" Melody sulked. "Get a car to send us back."It was a scorching summer day. She wouldn't just walk home like that.The guard hesitated. "I'm sorry, Madam. Mr. Andrew Potter took all the cars out today. There's nothing available to send you back."Melody's face darkened. "Are you telling me the Nichols family doesn't have a few cars to spare?"She was already upset about giving all her savings to Debra, and this incident was the last straw.The guard explained, "Mr. Andrew Potter is thrifty. I'm sorry, but you might have to walk about two kilometers to the commercial street to catch a ride. Mr. Andrew Potter likes his quiet, so no cars are allowed in this area."Melody was furious. "You did it on purpose."Erica came out of the house. "What are you talking about? We've always been polite to our guests. Well, there is one vehicle available,
At the Potter Mansion, Melody laid everything she owned on the table."This is all my savings. When can I get that 10% share?" she asked.Debra was amazed by the dazzling collection of treasures. She clicked her tongue. "They say no one in Seamar City understands jewelry better than you. True that. Your lifetime's collection is breathtaking."Melody was not flattered at all. Her mood soured even further.Debra picked up a bracelet from the table. "Take this bracelet, for example. Its value must be millions. I have to say, an impeccable eye."Melody picked up the sarcasm in her tone. "Yes, these things are fine. But now, they're all yours."Debra set the bracelet down, her smile unwavering. "Well, business is business. I need some assurance before I can help you. Now that I've seen your collection, I feel much more at ease. Don't worry. You'll have your 10% share within seven days.""Why do I have to wait seven days?" Melody grumbled, dissatisfied.Debra sighed, "I don't want to
Melody was weak, her breaths shallow."Joe has been waiting outside," Sophie said. "I'll let him in now."Joe came in and stood by the bed. "Madam, what can I do for you?""I plan to use all my savings to buy back the 10% shares.""Madam..."Joe hesitated, knowing what they were facing. If Melody did that, she would have nothing left."I've made up my mind. Help me up first.""Yes, Madam."Joe assisted her to stand. Melody slowly walked to the safe and used her fingerprint to open it. Inside, there was only a set of keys and a card.Melody took them. "Wait for me downstairs. We'll go to the vault in half an hour."Joe was taken aback. The vault was a secure storage facility for the rich, housing anything from jewelry to property deeds. It was said to be as secure as a national treasury, impossible to breach."Madam, are you planning to give all your money to Debra?" he asked."What else can I do?" Melody replied bitterly. "I can't let the shares fall into outsiders' hands."
"Will you harm Debra?""Never.""Mark your words."Marion wrapped up the talk and left the room....Downstairs, Debra and Erica were chatting with Randy.When Marion came down, Randy muttered, "What took you so long? Drake's already gone."Marion hummed in response, uninterested in anything about Drake.Debra asked, "Did the conversation not go well?""Seriously?" Randy sighed. "Even you couldn't get Andrew to talk? That guy must have a mouth of steel.""Quit rambling nonsense." Erica gave him a light smack on the arm. "After all this chasing around, we still don't know what the treasure is.""At least we know one thing. Andrew knows the truth, right?" Debra chimed in, looking at Marion for confirmation.Marion sighed, "If he doesn't want to talk, no one can make it.""That's true," Randy muttered. "Honestly, who in this world has a tighter mouth than him? No wonder he works in intelligence. He could be the chief of the CIA.""Would you stop running your mouth?" Erica sc
"You mean the Buchan family might use this as an excuse to remove Theda?" Erica asked."Their business wasn't big to begin with. It was Theda's skills that gave them status in Wrastow City. I heard Theda likes to go it alone and has offended many people. Those veterans aren't fond of her. Now that she's caused the Buchan family such losses and lost the Nichols family's support, the elders will want her out. To keep them quiet, she needs leverage," explained Debra.Erica stroked her chin. "So, Theda must repay the company's losses, or those veterans will use this as an excuse to remove her."Debra nodded. "Theda holds a 10% stake in the Nichols Group, but it's her personal asset. It doesn't benefit the Buchans. If she can't sell these shares to fill the deficit, the shareholders won't let it go. So, I'm sure when the news of the Nichols Group selling Buchan Entertainment at a low price reaches Wrastow City, the shareholders will demand Theda to pay for the losses.""Brillant! Let's