Back then, Debra had been too weak, relying on tricks to survive in the cracks of Seamar City.

Now her gaze was determined. She had strong backing and could be herself.

For his part, Jordan had made the most important decision of his life because of her.

The two cars pulled up at the Potter Mansion. The three of them headed upstairs to see Drake.

But as soon as Jordan opened the door, a vase was thrown straight at Debra.

Debra froze, and so did Drake on the bed.

Jordan kicked the vase away just in time, preventing it from hitting Debra.

"What''s your problem?" Jordan frowned.

Drake''s face darkened. "Spending a million in a nightclub and booking a hotel room with a gigolo. Debra, you''re something else."

"Why is everyone asking me the same thing?" Debra rubbed her brows.

Jordan didn''t interrupt Drake. Instead, he walked in and poured himself a ss of wine.

"I''m waiting for her exnation too," he said.

Juan followed him inside and sat on a nearby sofa.

Debra felt the weight of Jordan''s and Drake''s gazes. Though Juan didn''t speak, she knew him too well. He meant the same thing.

This kind of pressure was suffocating.

Finally, she sighed, "Since you three are all on the same page, I''ll confess. Is that okay?"

Drake leaned back against the head of the bed. Though badly injured, he exuded that dominant CEO vibe.

"I''m listening."

"It''splicated."

Jordan cut in, "Then make it short."

"That night when Fermin invited me and Marion, I never understood his purpose until we were about to leave," she sighed again. "Fermin casually mentioned Marion''s illness. That''s when I realized his goal. He wanted to nt a seed of doubt in my mind."

No one interrupted her, and she continued, "When we got back, I waited for Marion to tell me the truth, but he never did. The next day, the news broke. That was when I realized Fermin, or whoever was behind him, was targeting Marion. Marion''s influence is huge, and I am his only soft spot. They probably wanted to see him lose it, so they used this trick to drive us apart."

Drake frowned. "If you''re so clear, what are you upset about?"

"Because he kept it from me. Those are two different things. I lost it when I first read the news. I couldn''t tell what was real and what was fake. What did I say earlier? I spent the whole afternoon processing and figuring that out."

"So, did you guys fight?"

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"Why did you think the house was bugged?"

"Because of Michael''s call."