Last night, Debra caught Ashley trying to drug her drink. She confronted Ashley, laying out all the risks and consequences, but Ashley, blinded by her desire to get close to Drake, drank the spiked wine anyway.After they changed clothes in the restroom, Ashley was immediately whisked away by Peter's people.Debra had assumed Ashley got what she wanted, but now she was dead.A chill ran down Debra's spine. If she had been the one taken to Drake's room last night, she might have met the same fate."Madam?" Ben pushed the door open and, noticing her pale expression, asked, "Didn't sleep well last night?""No, it's nothing," Debra replied, rubbing her temples and closing the news tab."Mr. Houston has been waiting downstairs for a while now. Should I let him up?""Are you his employee or mine? Why are you speaking up for him?""It's just that he's been down there for a while, and a lot of our employees have noticed.""So? It's not the first time he's come by.""He brought a car
"I was just afraid of losing you," Marion said, his voice filled with a rare sincerity.Usually, he was the epitome of rebellion and nonchalance, making it hard for others to read him. But moments like these, when he was earnest, were few and far between.Debra pinched his nose. "I'll take care of myself. And even if I can't, I know you'll be there to protect me, right?"Her words finally brought a smile to Marion's face. He feared nothing except the thought of Debra getting hurt."About those flowers...""I'll take them. Could you have them sent to my apartment, please?"She handed Marion her apartment key. "Make sure to fill the place with them.""Of course," Marion replied, holding the key tightly.Meanwhile, the Nichols family had received some news. Melody looked at the photos in her hand, her anger boiling over as she slammed them onto the table.One photo showed a man pulling a car full of flowers to the entrance of the McKinney Group, and another showed a man waiting o
As soon as Debra stepped into the Nichols family's house, she heard the sharp sound of something shattering. A teacup smashed right by her feet, sending shards skidding across the floor.Glancing up, Debra saw Melody seated on the couch, her face cold with discontent. Across from her stood Juan, straight-backed in a sleek black suit. His expression was stoic as he endured the scolding.Melody sneered, her words dripping with sarcasm. "Juan, I know you're busy with work, but you should also spare a thought for your home. Tell me, how many days has it been since you've seen your wife? She's moved out, and you don't even seem to care. If you're not careful, one day you'll wake up to find she's run off with someone."Debra sneered at the cutting remarks. Calmly, she stepped further into the room, offering Melody a polite smile. "Grandma, what's gotten you so upset? What happened?"Melody shot her a sideways glance. "I wouldn't dare let you call me 'Grandma'. Let's stick to 'Mrs. Nichol
"Grandma!" Juan interrupted unhappily.Melody, sensing his frustration, softened her tone but continued to press her point."I'm giving you a chance, Debra. If I expose this, you'll be discredited. No one will want to marry a woman with a reputation like yours.""That's enough."Juan's patience wore thin. He reached for the stack of photos, tearing them in half before tossing the pieces into the trash.Melody was stunned. "Juan...""Grandma, I believe in Debra. No matter what, she is my wife," Juan said, taking Debra's hand.But Melody was relentless. "You can't keep a woman like her. She'll ruin our family name. How can you be so foolish?""Sophie, take my grandma back to her room," Juan ordered."Yes, sir," Sophie replied.Juan looked down at the hand he held and released it. "Come with me."Given the way he had defended her, Debra followed him without protest. Behind them, Melody's voice carried through the halls. "She is a vixen!"She now deeply regretted her initial
"What if Marion doesn't want you by then?" Juan asked."He's not you. He would never leave me," Debra replied coldly.Juan laughed, a laugh that held a hint of self-mockery. "Leave you? Debra, listen carefully. I will never leave you. If you ask, I'll do anything for you. If you want it, even if it means handing over this entire city, I wouldn't bat an eye. But what has Marion done for you?""He won't lie to me or disrespect me. He'll give me everything he has—his life, his heart. He won't care about status or position. He'll always stand by my side, never abandon me, and certainly won't try to kill me for another woman."Debra poured out her heart, making it clear that Marion and Juan were incomparable in her mind."Kill you? How could I ever want to kill you?"Juan grabbed her arm, trying to convey his sincerity. She shook him off without hesitation."Juan, you're crossing the line."Juan couldn't understand her coldness toward him. He had been racking his brain, but he still
After a sleepless night, the sky was still dark when Joe arrived to take Debra and Juan to the airport.The reality show they were filming was set on an island, which had been rented out by the production team. It wasn't just one pair of guests participating. Each divorced couple was assigned to their own private apartment.Debra and Juan were given a secluded villa on the island. Whether it was because of Juan's status or not, the production team had gone all out. While it wasn't as grand as the Nichols family's house, it still had two stories and covered a solid hundred square meters.The other guests were housed in different sections, ensuring they wouldn't bump into Debra or Juan anytime soon.The show's requirements were simple. Debra and Juan needed to live together in this cozy villa for at least a month. The filming could stretch anywhere from one to two months, and the producers would record everything for the show's content.They had a script of sorts, dictating that the
Debra watched as Juan took over, opening the packages and boiling water.It was obvious he wasn't used to doing this. As the water started to boil over, Juan stood frozen, unsure of how to react.Debra calmly stepped in and turned off the stove. "Why don't you go wait outside?"Seeing that she wasn't making a suggestion but more of a command, Juan nodded and left the kitchen.Five minutes later, Debra walked into the living room with two plates of pasta. They sat down together, eating in silence. The tension between them hadn't eased; in fact, it had thickened."I..."Juan tried to speak, but Debra cut him off."Don't talk while you're eating."Juan swallowed his words, focusing on his food. Debra, on the other hand, finished her pasta quickly, stood up, and headed to the kitchen to wash the dishes.Andrew had sent her to the show, but he hadn't required her to cooperate.In the control room, the director rubbed his temples in frustration. "Why is there zero interaction betwe
Debra took a couple of steps back and asked casually, "How about we just chat for a bit?""Chat..." Juan started to respond but hesitated.He wasn't exactly the best at small talk. Still, with Debra in front of him, the only thing running through his mind was the question he always wanted to ask. "What is going on between you and Marion now?"Instead, he said, "How have you been lately?""Good," Debra answered without much thought. "And you?""Not so good."Her eyebrows shot up in surprise at his blunt answer. Pausing, she glanced up at the camera and said, "Cut that part out. I'll ask again."Playing it cool, she repeated the question, "So, how have you been lately?"Watching her busy herself with cooking, Juan realized she was just trying to get some material for the show. He let out a soft laugh and replied, "Great.""Good to hear," Debra said, turning her attention back to the stew.The day had slipped by, and the sky would darken in a few hours. According to the producti
Even though Jordan had put it mildly, Drake's pride was still injured.His name alone used to instill fear. The other big shots in Orkgate had to yield to him.But with Fermin's interference, the power dynamics had shifted. Although Drake had regained control of the Lowe family, they were facing reforms.Orkgate was now more chaotic than ever. On the surface, everything looked calm, but behind the scenes, there was a storm brewing. Everyone was eying the throne."I'll go back now," Drake said suddenly.Debra frowned. "Kale, stop him."Kale immediately stepped in to block him.Drake's expression darkened. "Your boss is me, not her.""Boss, you can't go out now," Kale said.The people from the Illuminati were probably waiting outside the villa for Drake to come out and step into their trap."Lara is still there," Debra chimed in. "The Sharp family has some influence in Orkgate now, and the Trennery family wouldn't dare to act recklessly. They couldn't be so stupid as to attack
In just three days, D&M had booked out all its spots for the next month.Even though it covered more than ten thousand square meters, it was still packed to the brim.A knock sounded at the door.Debra was in a good mood. "Come in."The door opened, and it was Jordan with a hesitant look.She realized that he'd seen the news. "Are you upset that I didn't tell you in advance?""You must have your reasons. I won't ask, and you don't have to say anything. But don't you think the club's name is a bit too obvious?" he replied. "Anyone could guess that it's related to you and Marion. If the Illuminati finds out, wouldn't everything you've done be for nothing?"Debra brushed it off. "It could be Drake and Marion."Right now, the news about her only focused on her romance with Jordan. Their cohabitation had been exposed, but neither of them had clarified anything.Jordan had thought she didn't care about the rumors. But now, it was clear that he had misjudged. Debra was dropping smoke
Drake turned and left the room, closing the door behind him.Debra then heard him locking the door. Her face darkened instantly.Clearly, that made her escape impossible.Kale stepped forward to support him. "Boss, what's the plan?""Debra wants to open a nightclub to go up against the Illuminati. She plans to gather customers and get more intel on the Illuminati," Drake replied. "It's a good idea, but she's never run a nightclub before and doesn't know the ins and outs. A new club can be easily targeted, and fights are constant, especially in chaotic places. She and Marion are in a cold war. He can't help her clean up the mess. We'll have to take care of it for her." Kale nodded. Though he hadn't liked Debra at first, after spending some time with her, he realized she was a righteous person.Drake continued, "I remember that some of our employees used to work in this line of business. Get them here and sort through them carefully. They have to be our people with decent looks."
"Take a guess," Debra grinned.Jordan sighed, "If you're just looking for some fun, I won't stop you. But you can't go overboard, alright?"Debra laughed, seeing that he was taking it seriously.It seemed that in just seven days, her reputation in Seamar City had become quite something. Word had spread that she was a flirt and was slowly letting herself go.Several partners were even trying to push male artists into her arms.She didn't see this as a bad thing. No one could resist handsome boys. That was right up her alley.After Jordan left, Ben called."Madam, we need to transfer another sum of money overseas today, about 30 million dollars.""Send it.""But in just seven days, we've already transferred 70 million dollars."Though it was Debra's decision, 100 million was no small amount for the company."Do as I say. Don't tell anyone about it. If we can't pay it back by the end of the year, I'll cover it myself.""Yes, ma'am."Debra hung up the phone and pulled out the
"Pacemaker. Increase the voltage." The sound of the doctor's urgent voice echoed in her ears.There was a lot of blood. She could feel it, and the sharp pain was attacking her mind.Debra felt disoriented. She thought she saw the operating room ceiling, bright lights blinding her eyes.Everything in front of her was blurry, like something that had happened in a past life.Suddenly, she felt a sharp pain in her arm.A cold sweat ran down her back. When she opened her eyes, she saw Jordan sitting beside her.The house was calm and peaceful. Everything that had happened was just a dream.It had been a long time since she had such a nightmare. She didn't know if it was because Marion hadn't been by her side lately, but she couldn't shake the sense of unease.Jordan had soaked a towel in warm water and placed it on her forehead."Without Marion around, you just can't take care of yourself, can you?" he said."What's wrong with me?" Her voice was hoarse."You've got a fever, and y
"Debra, I can explain," Marion started.Debra cut him off. "There's nothing to explain between us. I know what you're about to say, but I don't want to hear it."She paused deliberately before adding, "You should know why I divorced Juan. I've told you before. If you ever betray or deceive me, I will turn around and walk away without a second thought."Marion didn't know how much of this he was taking in, but he didn't interrupt her.She continued, "From today on, we're done. I don't want to have anything to do with an emotionless killer. Don't waste my time. I just want to find someone who loves me, while you don't even have the capacity to love."Her words were harsh, and the people around them sighed.They didn't know the full story, but they saw everything Marion had done for Debra. No other man in the world would do the same.For her, he could even give up his life. If that wasn't love, then what was?"Alright, I understand," Marion choked a little, looking sad.From his
Marion arrived 30 minutes later.It would normally take at least 40 minutes to drive from the airport to the Potter Mansion, so Marion must have been speeding, running red lights, drifting, and overtaking cars to get there sooner.The alarm went off sharply.Drake quietly put on noise-canceling headphones, knowing Marion's style well.If he couldn't get in, he'd just force his way through. But this time, he had to play by the rules, not wanting to upset Debra.Marion hadn't broken in, but he had probably poked at the alarm.The security guards rushed to the front gate, freezing at what they saw.Marion was standing alone outside the iron gate, holding a gun. It looked like he had just shot out one of the alarms, setting off the whole system."Mr. Houston, what's the meaning of this?" The leader of the security team stepped forward to negotiate with him.They stood on opposite sides of the gate, the situation tense."I'm here to see Debra. Open the gate.""Mr. Houston, it's n
Before Marion could even leave the airport, a figure darted over and threw a punch right into his face.Marion could've dodged, but when he saw who it was, he didn't even try.Jordan pointed a finger at his nose. "Is this how you take care of Debra? You piece of crap!"He threw another punch, and Marion staggered back.The people around them stared in shock, mouths hanging open. Even the security guards stood frozen, unsure of what drama was unfolding in front of them.One party was a lovestruck man, and the other was a still-married husband. The confrontation between them was melodramatic.Just as Jordan was about to throw a third punch, Marion grabbed him. "I let you off this time, but that doesn't mean I'll keep doing it. Get lost."Jordan, unable to free his hand, yelled, "Debra doesn't want to see you, and I won't let you harass her."His voice was loud enough for everyone around to hear. His eyes were red with rage.Marion ignored the threat and turned to leave.Jordan
Marion returned from overseas seven days later.In those few days, rumors about his and Debra's failing marriage had reached a fever pitch.Some said Debra had become numb to the idea of marriage, spending every day with hot escorts. Others claimed that she had secretly been keeping a toy boy at home and that she had started a romantic relationship with Jordan.All kinds of topics about her flooded the internet.At noon, Debra came downstairs from the second floor, biting into a piece of bread as she looked at her phone, laughing so hard she could hardly stop."Someone calls you a homewrecker. Want to see it?" she said, handing her phone to him.It had to be said, this generation of netizens knew how to dig up dirt.Many claimed to be students from Arcane Academy, fully aware of the relationship between Debra and Jordan. They uncovered old photos from two years ago when the two often hung out together and even that famous picture of Debra coming out of a nightclub, wearing Jorda