Chapter 149

“I’ll give you a ride,” Marion offered. Debra agreed. Marion hurried downstairs to get his car, and she followed closely, quickening her pace after leaving McKinney Group. However, as she descended the stairs, her foot slipped, causing her to fall backward. Instinctively, she closed her eyes, expecting to hit the ground hard, but in the next instant, she found herself in someone’s arms. She opened her eyes to see Marion’s smiling face. In a low voice, he said, “Take it easy. You won’t be late.”

Debra blushed and quickly got into the car. Marion took the driver’s seat, a faint smile on his face. “Fasten your seatbelt and hold on tight,” he said. Before Debra could fully grasp his words, he hit the gas pedal. If she hadn’t held on, she felt she might have been launched out. Not far from the apartment building, Debra saw Joe’s car just arriving. Unable to enter the gated community without a key card, Joe could only wait outside.

Debra picked up her bag. “I’m gonna head off.”

“Wait,” Marion said, helping her tuck her hair behind her ears, “now go.”

Debra felt shy and quickly got out of the car. When Marion’s eyes fell on Joe, his smile vanished. He quickly drove off.

“Madam!” Joe was doubtful because Debra hadn’t emerged from the complex. But instead of investigating, he said, “Mr. Nichols asked me to bring you back.”

Debra nonchalantly nodded.

Joe faltered, “Madam, just now…”

“I went to the school library,” Debra said blandly. “Why? Does he need to know everything I do every day?”

Previously, Juan had requested daily reports of her activities. She had pretended not to notice; her dealings had nothing to do with him.

“Mr. Nichols is just concerned for your safety.”

“Is he worried I’ll cuckold him?”

It made sense. His reputation would be damaged if his unfavored wife cuckolded him. Joe wanted to explain, but Debra was reluctant to hear it. He had to hold back his words. What Debra said was partly true, but Juan’s concern for her was genuine.

Arriving at their destination, Debra pushed open the gate. Sophie came up to greet her warmly. “Madam, have you been enjoying yourself these past few months?”

“It’s been fine,” Debra replied casually. “When is Melody coming over?”

“Mrs. Nichols Sr.?” Sophie was puzzled. “She didn’t mention coming over.”

Debra furrowed her brow. She had been deceived. Debra put down her bag and said to Sophie, “You can go upstairs for a while.”

“Yes, Madam.”

She walked up to Juan, who remained silent. She sat opposite him and said, “You tricked me. What’s it about? Spill it.”

“Who did you sell that sewage land to?”

Debra found it amusing. “Didn’t you investigate it?”

Since news of the sewage area’s impending greening had surfaced, Juan had only asked her about it once and hadn’t mentioned it again. She didn’t believe he would easily let go of such a lucrative opportunity. Met with her silence, he should have investigated it secretly.