It wasn't long before Freya caused a commotion at the McKinney Group's headquarters.Ben blocked her way, but Freya was relentless. "Let me in. I need to see Debra Frazier."Inside her office, Debra set aside the financial newspaper she'd been reading and calmly said, "Let her in."Ben stepped aside, allowing Freya to barge through the door. Her eyes were blazing with anger as she confronted Debra."You lied to me!" Freya spat, her voice shaking with frustration.Debra remained unfazed. "Miss George, I'm not sure what you mean. Haven't I given you everything you asked for?""You promised I'd debut," Freya snapped. "Oscar has debuted, but I'm still stuck at Potter Entertainment. You tricked me."Debra leaned back in her chair. "Miss George, I fulfilled every request you made. As for the timing of your debut, that's up to the Potter Group. I don't have the authority to make those decisions for them."She paused and added, "If you came here looking for some explanation, I'm afraid
At the Odom family's villa, a video interview with Oscar played on the large computer screen.In just half a month, Oscar had managed to secure the best resources in the industry, and his popularity had skyrocketed. His name had been trending almost daily, and his fanbase had already crossed ten million.Chace knocked on the study door."Come in."Chace stepped inside, noticing Edgar's agitated expression."Sir, the company has been facing significant losses lately. Do you think it might be time to return and address it?"Ever since Marion conned him out of five billion dollars, and then Debra took another five billion, Edgar's finances had taken a serious hit. His company was short a total of ten billion dollars, and to make matters worse, the investment in Potter Entertainment had cost him several more billion.Even though the Odom family was wealthy, they weren't prepared to move around such a massive amount in such a short time."My family's assets are still worth hundreds
"Contact Edgar. Tell him that I'll meet him at 8 PM at the Royal Grand Hotel.""Yes, ma'am."Later that evening, the Royal Grand Hotel had been set up with an elaborate feast. Debra arrived, dressed in a black gown. Silver tassel earrings glittered by her ears, accentuating her long hair, which tumbled down her back like a river of night.She was a vision, mesmerizing enough to make anyone stop in their tracks. Even Edgar, who had arrived earlier, found himself momentarily lost when she walked in.He had seen plenty of beautiful women in Booton and even more within his circle, but none of them were like Debra. There was something about her, especially those eyes, which seemed to hold an almost hypnotic allure.By the time Edgar snapped out of it, Debra had already seated herself across from him. Her smile was polite but carried an edge. Edgar finally remembered the goal of this meeting."Mr. Odom, you've been in Seamar City for a while now. How are you finding it? Settling in alr
Debra remained silent, which made Edgar believe his threats were starting to take effect.His tone softened, as if offering her a lifeline. "Think about it before you give any answer."He raised his glass of wine, prepared to take a sip, when Debra broke the silence."You won't dare."Edgar paused mid-motion, his eyes narrowing dangerously."What did you just say?"His gaze grew darker, a silent promise of consequences lingering in the air, but Debra didn't waver."I said, you won't dare," she repeated, tilting her head slightly. "Otherwise, you would've made your move already instead of negotiating with me here. If you make a move, it won't just be the McKinney Group you're fighting.""Is that so?""I'm one of the McKinney Group's shareholders and, as you know, the legal wife of Juan. Opposing me means opposing the Nichols family. But that's just the beginning," Debra continued, her voice steady and measured. "The McKinney Group's biggest strategic partner is the Potter Group
"So, you noticed I was provoking him.""Crystal clear."Ben knew Debra's personality. She'd never stir the pot without a reason. But every word she had spoken earlier was aimed at Edgar's weakest spots. While he might have appeared outwardly calm, Ben could sense that inside, he was already fuming."You can tell it, but he's too caught up in his pride to realize it," Debra said, a sly smile tugging at her lips. "Edgar wants to take down Oscar. If he can't negotiate with me, he'll turn to someone else. We'll give him exactly what he's looking for, just enough to make him act recklessly."Ben caught on to her strategy. "You're setting a trap for him."Debra nodded. "Tomorrow, have our people reach out to him. Someone like Edgar, with his massive ego, won't be able to handle the humiliation for long. He'll rush into action and try to find allies who'll help him go against us.""But won't he think about the consequences?""I've already spelled out the consequences for him. If Edgar
Early the next morning, Ben handed a stack of contracts to Debra."As per your instructions, all our business partners have agreed to go along with the plan. They'll contact Edgar and express interest in signing contracts with him. In return, we'll compensate them generously."Debra nodded as she skimmed the documents, her lips curling into a small smile."If they reach out to Edgar directly, it'll be too obvious," she remarked, tapping her fingers on the table thoughtfully. "Let's leak a little information to lure him. Once he takes the bite, our partners can bleed Edgar dry. They don't need to worry about anything else after that.""Will Edgar fall for it?""Oh, he will," Debra said affirmatively. "After getting disrespected and humiliated, he will be desperate to prove himself. Once he's fixated on a victory, he won't care how much money or effort he pours into it."Ben nodded thoughtfully. "By the way, there's something else I need to bring up." "What is it?" Debra asked, t
Debra tidied up the desk and said, "Please keep an eye on some of my tasks for me. There's nothing extraordinary. Just ensure everything runs as usual. For business-related issues, consult with Marion and Randy. Most importantly, keep a close watch on Edgar. Report every movement of the Odom family to me.""Yes, ma'am."The phone in her office rang. She picked up the receiver, and the voice of the receptionist came through."Ma'am, Mrs. Nichols Sr. insists on seeing you. We can't seem to stop her.""What does she want?""Well, she didn't say.""Don't let her come up. I'll go down shortly.""Understood."The receptionist hung up, glanced at the glamorous elderly lady, and went to pour her a cup of tea."Madam, Ms. Frazier is coming down.""I'm her grandmother-in-law. She should come to greet me properly."Melody settled herself into a chair, sipping her tea with a scowl. "What kind of tea is this? It's terrible. Does the McKinney Group think it's acceptable to serve such poor
"I'm not here to cause trouble. I just have something to say to you."Melody tried to maintain her composure, but there was already a crack in her expression."Well then. But if I catch you making a scene here again, things won't be so civil.""Are you threatening me, your grandmother-in-law?""Not really. Just don't forget that I still have your IOU. If I were to push for repayment, I doubt you could come up with that much money in such a short time."Melody was furious but found herself trapped.Debra had the upper hand, and she had no choice but to swallow her pride."I see you don't want to make this mess any bigger. So, remember what I said. Don't test my limits," Debra added, restarting the elevator.Melody was not happy, but she couldn't afford to escalate things further.Once they stepped into the office, Melody glanced at the space."Looks like your boss treats you quite well.""Get to the point," Debra said as she sat down in her chair.Melody sat across from her
Liza grinned cheekily, "My allowance has gone up every year, but don't lose heart. I'll tell Dad to raise your allowance too."She looked at Garland's sullen face and patted his shoulder. "Cheer up. I'm off shopping."She leisurely hummed a song and skipped away.Far away in Seamar City, Robert was reporting his duties to Theda."These past few days, most of the McKinney Group's clients have jumped ship and joined us. Now that their artists are on hiatus, we can grab their endorsement deals. Within a month, we'll swallow up all the resources they're holding onto," he said."Is Debra doing nothing about this?" Theda asked."She did," Robert replied. "Michael has been working around the clock. Debra's trying to use him to salvage the situation. But it's not working.""Michael may be their ace, and Debra's relying on him to secure only luxury brand endorsements. But if she doesn't care about the smaller deals, we'll take them," Theda said, tapping her chin. "Without clients or reso
On a beach overseas, Debra lay on a lounge chair.In front of her was the blue sky, white clouds, and the endless ocean. The golden sand glittered in the sunlight.She wore sunglasses and flashed a peace sign for a picture before posting it on social media.In the picture, she showed half her face, while the other half captured their artists building a sandcastle.The caption read, [Blue skies, white clouds, the ocean, playful employees, and a boss you'll never have.]The comments section quickly exploded.[I know team building, but I've never heard of a boss taking their employees abroad for it. I want such a boss.][Girl, you just took away all my idols.][The McKinney Group's artists have all gone on break. My happiness is gone.]...In floral trunks, Garland was grumbling while digging in the sand with a shovel, "Your wedding hasn't even happened, and you're already on a honeymoon? You can have your honeymoon. Why let me arrange everything and foot the bills?"Liza heard
Erica chimed in, "Right now, with half the entertainment industry's resources in their hands, their artists are already strained. If they take our deals too, those artists will be run into the ground. Even if they worked 24/7, they wouldn't be able to handle that kind of workload.""To capitalists, artists are just tools to make money. They couldn't care less about how the tools feel. And since those artists are mostly rookies, their rates are relatively low. After layers of exploitation, the pay they take home won't match the work they're doing," Debra replied. "Meanwhile, our artists are enjoying paid vacations for two months, traveling and relaxing. Do you think the Buchan Group's artists will feel okay with that? These are skilled professionals, but they're stuck doing assembly-line work. With such intense workloads, their performance will inevitably suffer, and the quality of their work will drop. For artists, no good work means no staying power. Their popularity will fade, and a
"She's probably trying to catch us off guard with this move," Debra said, calming down. "She's pushing her artists to work nonstop, taking on every gig they can get. By marketing them so aggressively, she's maintaining a temporary buzz. Advertisers will shift their partnerships from our artists to hers. If we lose most of our clients all at once, it'll throw our company into chaos. That's when she will swoop in."Andrew muttered, "So, it's a mind game? Theda knows how to play dirty."But Erica still looked troubled. "Now we know what she's doing. What can we do? Just sit by when she steals our clients?"If they lost their clients, their artists' commercial value would plummet. That would be a heavy blow to their business. Their revenue would dive, and they would lose their standing in Seamar City.Debra smiled mysteriously, "If Theda wants to disrupt us, we'll meet changes with constancy.""What do you mean?" Erica was puzzled."Didn't Michael just say that artists aren't machine
Compared to those mass-produced artists, these people under Theda's management had been trained for years.They were different from those who debuted just because of their looks. These people were versatile and unique in their own ways.Randy mumbled, "I've tried my best, but every time we fight back, they come up with something new. The advertisers we worked with before saw the momentum behind their publicity. Plus, their new talents were cheaper, so they all switched sides. Our ad revenue has dropped significantly. Even our commercial street has to feature ads for those Buchan artists. It's like quenching a thirst with poison."Erica chimed in, "This is the least we can do. Their artists are riding the tide. It makes sense that advertisers would go for them. We can't just tell people not to run ads for them."Debra nodded. "Advertisers choose who's trending. And those newcomers are popular and affordable. Michael is better but beyond the average advertisers' reach."Erica got an
Soon, the interrogators came out of the room. It seemed they wouldn't get any answers today.Kale had been waiting outside the station.When Drake and Debra walked out, he quickly went up."Boss, the plane tickets are ready.""Good."Before getting into the car, Drake said, "I'll give you an answer within three days. Don't forget our bet."Debra shook her head, surprised that he took that lopsided deal so seriously.Her phone rang with a call from Erica. "Check the news!"Debra, sensing her urgency, opened the news app.The top headline was about Buchan Entertainment. The article showcased a lineup of attractive artists and members of popular bands.Randy's words resurfaced in her mind. When she had just returned to Seamar City, he mentioned that a surge of artists had become wildly popular, rivaling the fame of Michael back in the day.Since Oscar left the entertainment industry to take over the Odom Group, these artists had been gaining even more momentum, almost as if the
"You think I'm scared of being caught?" Drake tried to pull his arm away, but Debra held on tightly.In the end, Drake snapped, "Fine! I won't go."The police were already closing in. Running now would only make things worse. Being dragged back in cuffs wasn't exactly appealing.Debra let go of him and smiled cheerfully, "Thank you for your cooperation."Pedro personally led the operation. Within minutes, the officers subdued the six thugs and loaded them into the vans.Pedro glanced at Debra and pointed at Drake. "About Mr. Lowe..."Debra explained, "Mr. Lowe is a witness. He's cooperating with us to clear his name and assist in solving this case. Isn't that touching, Mr. Hardy?""Thank you, Mr. Lowe. Much appreciated," Pedro said gratefully.But then he scratched his head and added, "Well, since Mr. Lowe is a witness, he'll need to come to the station for a statement. I know it's inconvenient, but I'm sure a generous and upright person like Mr. Lowe won't mind, right?"Befor
"I'll talk. It was Matthew Ledger. Please, spare me, Mr. Lowe," Silas said, terrified.He was just a small-time worker running errands for the bigshots.Drake narrowed his eyes, not expecting Matthew to be so bold."Boss, what should we do with these people?" Kale asked."Bind them all up." Drake glanced at the boat. "Stuff them in there, along with the machines, and send them to the West Factory. We'll go meet Matthew.""Yes, boss." Kale gave orders to cram those men into boxes.Among the group, six men suddenly pulled out their guns. "Don't move!"Debra saw it and opened the car door.Looking nothing special, these people had blended into the crowd and acted only at the critical moment.Debra knew that the shipment of so many machines couldn't go unsupervised. She hadn't noticed anyone hidden earlier, but it turned out they'd been embedded within the group.Clearly, whoever was behind this had infiltrated Drake's company."Stand back!" The six men grouped, scanning their s
Presumably, Silas had smuggled out countless machines and made a fortune over the years.Drake pulled out a bank card and said, "There's not much in here, but it's got 300-500 thousand dollars. I'd appreciate it if you guys could help carry all the machines down. Consider this a tip."Everyone was excited to hear that. It was easy money to make.The leader quickly ordered his men to unload the cargo. Drake handed the card over and glanced at his watch.Then he looked over at the car parked 100 meters away from the dock.Inside, Debra rolled down the window but had no intention of stepping in. She was simply enjoying the show.The men brought down the boxes, emptying the cargo ship.Drake nodded and said, "Thanks, everyone."The leader laughed, "No worries. You've already paid us."Drake smirked, "It's for carrying the evidence down."Before those men could react, Kale and his team sprang from their hiding spots.Realizing it was a trap, the men tried to flee, but Kale's peop