Chapter 112

Carrie was daunted, hiding behind her father. It was the first time he had seen his daughter so aggrieved. He immediately spoke up, “Mr. Jordan Potter! Carrie is just a kid. Can’t you just accommodate yourself to her a little? How could you…”

Jordan cut him off, sneering, “Are you teaching me how to do things?”

Everyone around wore expressions of anticipation. They all knew Jordan’s character. Since he was born, only Andrew could manage him. No one else had dared to lecture him.

Carrie’s father was displeased. “Regardless, I am a senior.”

“Oh really?” Jordan snorted with disdain. In this circle, seniority always deferred to those more powerful. Carrie’s father was just a minor business owner. Without Debra’s invitation, he wouldn’t have even been able to set foot here.

“Mr. Jordan Potter, this woman is just an escort. How can you humiliate my father and me for her? At least we run a business, while she has nothing,” Carrie said tearfully.

Jordan’s gaze sharpened. “Say that again, and I’ll tear your mouth apart!”

Carrie was scared stiff. She couldn’t understand why Jordan would be so angry over an escort.

Chapter 117

Erica coldly said, “Open your eyes. This is Debra, the daughter of the Frazier family. Do I need to explain what the Frazier family’s status is?”

Carrie was familiar with the name, and Wendy was also stunned. Not long ago, they had read online news about the Nichols couple shopping together. They couldn’t believe the woman before them was Debra.

“No, it’s impossible! How could she be Ms. Frazier?” Carrie was incredulous. Soon, she seemed to catch a logical loophole and said, “If she’s really Ms. Frazier, she’s already married. Why would she seduce someone else’s boyfriend? Do you think I would believe your nonsense?”

“Yeah, if she’s Ms. Frazier, shouldn’t she be here with Mr. Nichols?” Wendy chimed in, unconvinced.

This overturned their understanding.

“What’s the noise?” Suddenly, a cold voice rang out.

Debra turned to see a man sitting in a wheelchair. He was frail, wearing only a white shirt. His face was delicate, and his demeanor refined, a sharp contrast to his cold gaze. The family crest on his chest confirmed his identity. He was none other than Andrew, the current leader of the Potter family.

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