Chapter 116

Debra couldn’t quite decipher Andrew’s meaning, but one thing was certain: he didn’t want her near the terrace. She didn’t challenge him, simply nodding politely before heading downstairs.

Reaching the bottom, she saw Jordan drinking alone near the staircase. Spotting her, he immediately set down his drink and asked, “Why did you go upstairs?”

“I just needed some fresh air,” Debra replied. She noticed a hint of nervousness in Jordan’s eyes as she asked, “Doesn’t your brother like people going to the second floor?”

“Not exactly. That’s where he discusses business,” Jordan replied vaguely.

Debra had never attended a Potter family party before and was unfamiliar with their customs. However, she hadn’t been stopped when she went upstairs earlier, suggesting it was tacitly allowed by Andrew. Perhaps he wanted her to observe the event and keep her distance from Jordan.

“It’s getting late, and I should leave.”

“I’ll walk you out!”

“It’s okay.”

Just as Debra was about to leave, the gates opened, and Juan walked in. Everyone immediately raised their glasses to him, but he strode directly toward Debra.

“Let’s go home,” Juan said, his tone brooking no argument.

Debra didn’t even look at him. Earlier, almost everyone had seen Juan leave with Sheila. Now he was back to take Debra away, a situation that would make her look foolish.

Jordan sneered, “Why should she listen to you? Don’t you think you’re too overbearing?”

Juan glanced at Jordan impassively and said, “Debra is my wife. If she doesn’t go home with me, should she go home with you?”

“You!” Jordan, possessing a fiery temper, was instantly angered by Juan’s words. Amid the tense atmosphere, it was clear Juan was angry but restraining himself due to the public setting.

Debra didn’t understand the source of Juan’s anger, wondering if he blamed her for Sheila fainting.

“Jordan, apologize to Mr. Nichols.” Andrew’s voice came from behind as he emerged from the elevator. Jordan, unable to defy his brother, reluctantly said, “Mr. Nichols, I’m sorry.”

Juan grabbed Debra’s hand and started to leave. Debra winced in pain, unable to understand why he was gripping her hand so tightly.

Before Juan reached the door, however, a group of bodyguards blocked his path. Debra observed them; these men were armed with stun batons. 'Diplomacy followed by force?' she thought. This was interesting.

“Mr. Andrew Potter, don’t you want me to leave?” Juan asked.

“If you wish to leave, no one would dare stop you,” Andrew said with a faint smile. “But Ms. Frazier is Jordan’s friend and a guest of the Potter family. Unless she chooses otherwise, no one can take her away.”

Juan narrowed his eyes. The tension in the air was palpable. Andrew turned to Debra with a slight smile. “Ms. Frazier, what is your choice?”