Inside the box lay six large, opened durians, emitting a pungent aroma."Whoa! Who the heck sent you a box of durians?" exclaimed Erica.She picked up one, sniffed it, and then nodded approvingly. "These durians are good!"Turning to the security guard, she asked, "Who sent these?""A gentleman asked me to deliver them," he replied."A gentleman?" Erica glanced at Debra and asked, "Someone else is chasing after you?"Debra shook her head, having no idea who could have sent these durians.In her previous life, she had few interactions with men, especially after marrying Juan.She wondered who the sender might be."Tsk, sending durians to a girl? What is he thinking?" Erica remarked. "Marion is different. He never does something so silly."Before Debra could respond, Marion called."Hello?""Did you get the stuff?" Marion asked in a serious tone.Debra glanced at Erica and then the durians in her hand, asking tentatively, "Are these durians from you?""Do you like them?" Ma
Erica's voice was loud. Randy scratched his head, opened the door, and grumbled, "Who's shouting at the door early in the morning? Don't you let people sleep?"Seeing Erica outside, he thought he was mistaken. He closed the door and reopened it before confirming what he saw. He stammered, "What brings you here?"Erica pinched Randy's ear and said, "Is this how you teach Marion how to pursue a girl? You know what? If you screw things up, I'll teach you a hard lesson.""Randy, what is going on, exactly?" Debra chimed in.She leaned against the wall and looked at him with her arms crossed.Following a glance at Erica and Debra, he swallowed nervously.These two ladies made such a big fuss early in the morning, which made Randy feel helpless.He quickly led Debra and Erica into his apartment. The decor was new, indicating that he had moved in only recently."Have a seat!" Randy gestured politely for them to sit on the sofa.The dignified CEO of the Osborne Corporation was now acti
In the evening, Erica's new real estate project was launched at the Emerald Hotel with a banquet. Erica, partly a member of the Houston family, attracted a lot of attention with this launch. Debra received an invitation and arrived in a striking aqua-blue dress, instantly becoming the center of attention."Debra!"Erica rushed over in her high heels and gave Debra a warm hug. Randy, who was holding the dress for Erica, quickly kept up."Slow down! You're still wearing heels!"Ignoring him, Erica exclaimed, "This launch is going to make me billions. Can't I celebrate?""Do as you please," Randy said, daring not to go against Erica.Debra looked around, but Marion was nowhere to be seen.Perhaps he had given up after receiving that message. That worked out just fine.Debra caught sight of a familiar figure outside the door. It was Shelia in a white dress, followed by Martin Parker, GM of the Nichols Group. He said ingratiatingly, "Mr. Nichols couldn't make it today. Let me show y
Shelia acted like a victim, tearfully accusing Debra.At school, her tears might have elicited sympathy, but here, everyone was seasoned.Her tricks were futile, and they only saw her as a clown.Only Shelia believed they'd believe her story."You're shameless!" Erica sneered.It was her first encounter with such audacity.Shelia shed tears, sobbing, "Miss Mathis, I know you dislike me, but I'm not like what you think. I made a mistake and offended you that day. I'm truly sorry. Please forgive me."Her tone was humble.Martin, the lackey, stepped forward and chimed in, "That's right. Miss Miles is highly favored by Mr. Nichols, impeccable in character. You can't believe hearsay. For Mr. Nichols's sake, please forgive Miss Miles."He glanced pointedly at Debra, unaware of her identity."Who are you? And who is Mr. Nichols to me? Why should I care about him?" Erica glared at Martin, who paled instantly. "I don't give a damn about Mr. Nichols or anyone else. I just want this wom
"I can represent Juan, and the others are not needed." Debra finally broke her silence. "If anything happens after Miss Mathis drives her away, I will take full responsibility. You don't have to worry about it, Mr. Parker."Martin snorted, "Who are you to represent Mr. Nichols?"Debra raised an eyebrow, and Erica laughed out loud. "Who is she? That's a stupid question. Are you really working at the Nichols Group? Don't you know Mrs. Nichols?"Martin was dumbfounded, unable to utter a word."Didn't Miss Miles tell you about it? Erica continued sarcastically. "This is Mrs. Nichols, and she's also the daughter of the Frazier family. By doing this, are you trying to offend her for Shelia's sake?"Erica was as straightforward as ever.Martin's expression changed several times.Debra added, "I rarely attend events with Juan, so it's understandable that you don't know me. But I do remember you, and what happened today is memorable."She stressed her tone when saying the last few words
That had to be the funniest joke Randy had heard all year.Late at night, the doors to the banquet hall burst open, despite the security guards' efforts. Several black-clad bodyguards stormed in, led by Juan in a sharp suit. His penetrating gaze made everyone hold their breath. They hadn't expected him to cause a scene there.Juan scanned the room, finally fixing his gaze on Debra and Erica."Clear the room!" he commanded, narrowing his eyes.The guests quickly left the hall."What do you think you're doing?" Erica tried to intervene, but Randy held her back.It had become the men's battleground.Randy stepped forward and questioned, "Juan, this event is held by the Mathis family. Don't you know the rules?"Ignoring him, Juan stared at Erica. "Did you kick Shelia out?""Yes, it was me. What? Seeking revenge for your lover?" Erica scoffed.Juan's anger flared. "Shelia had a car accident. She's in the hospital!"Erica froze at his words, and Randy furrowed his brow."If anyth
As the two were in a standoff, Joe rushed in from outside and urgently whispered something to Juan.Juan's expression changed. He said, "Let's go.""Yes, sir." Joe followed behind him, casting a glance at Debra with a mix of helplessness and concern.Debra frowned. "Marion, don't get involved in this."She knew something must have happened to Shelia. Otherwise, Juan wouldn't be rushing off like this.If Shelia died, Juan would really turn against her.She didn't want to drag Marion into this mess.Marion had nothing to do with it.Marion reassured her, "He wouldn't dare do anything to you.""That's right. Who does he think he is? Making such a scene here over a mistress. Does he think he can dominate Seamar City?" Erica said indignantly.Debra lamented, "We had a good launch today, and now it's ruined. I'm sorry about this.""It's not your fault. It's all because of Juan," Erica said. "I think you should just divorce him. You don't need such a man."Debra shook her head.T
"We?" Juan chuckled mockingly. "Do you mean Marion and you?"Debra frowned.Juan approached her, his steps carrying an oppressive aura. "Last time at the hotel, were you with Marion and Randy? Was Erica just covering for you? What exactly is your relationship with Marion? How far has it progressed?"He seized her wrist, his eyes boring into her. Debra instinctively shook his hand off. "Enough! I have no idea what you're talking about!"Juan looked at his hand that had been shaken off, saying, "Pray that Shelia's face can be restored.Otherwise, don't blame me for taking action against them."A scream suddenly erupted from inside Shelia's ward.Almost instinctively, Juan pushed the door open and saw Shelia smashing a glass. By the time Debra entered, Shelia had already grabbed Juan's arm, leaning into his embrace. "Am I disfigured? My face is ruined.""Alright, calm down. The doctor said you need to stabilize your emotions, or the freshly stitched wounds might reopen," Juan gentl