Chapter 157

Shelia sobbed, tugging at Juan’s sleeve. “Juan, it’s all my fault for not locking the door. Don’t blame Mr. Jordan Potter. If the police get involved, I’ll be too embarrassed to face anyone.”

Disgusted by her dramatic display, Jordan wanted to strike her. Debra grabbed his wrist and shook her head.

Feeling sorry for Shelia, Juan glanced at them. “Do you want to make this public?”

“According to Jordan, he barged in without doing anything to her. Calling the police is just to clarify things. Their stories contradict each other, and clearly, someone is lying,” Debra said, turning to Shelia with a hint of sarcasm. “Are you afraid the police will find out the truth?”

Shelia’s sobbing abruptly stopped. She countered, “Debra, what do you mean? Are you saying I’m lying?”

Debra shrugged. “We’ll find out after a thorough investigation.”

Jordan nodded firmly. “I have no objections.”

Shelia was scared. “Juan, I’m afraid this will damage your family’s reputation.”

“Are you afraid Jordan will use his influence to threaten the police? You can rest assured. Juan is on your side,” Debra sneered. “With him protecting you, they wouldn’t dare to favor Jordan.”

Juan frowned, sensing mockery in Debra’s tone. He patted Shelia’s back and whispered, “Trust me. I’ll make sure you get justice. They won’t get away with this.”

Shelia wanted to say more, but Juan directly instructed Joe, “Call the police.”

“Yes, sir.”

Shelia’s heart pounded; her mind raced. She hadn’t expected the situation to escalate so quickly.

Debra tried to lead Jordan out of the room, but Juan’s voice rang out behind them. “Planning to go out and coordinate your stories?”

Debra bristled at his words, annoyance flashing across her face. She let go of Jordan’s arm and turned back. “Alright, we’ll stay right here and wait for the police. Let’s see if we wrongly accused Shelia.”

“We?” Juan sneered.

“Ignore him,” Jordan muttered, giving Juan a cold glance. He led Debra to a nearby chair, his hand gently guiding her wrist.

Juan’s eyes followed the movement, his fists clenching at the sight of Jordan touching Debra.

“Juan, I’m scared,” Shelia bit her lip, looking pitiful.

Juan’s gaze softened, and he sat down beside her. His eyes, however, remained fixed on Debra and Jordan in the corner.

Before long, the police arrived. Debra stepped forward and recounted the events.

Once the police understood the situation, she turned to Juan. “Mr. Nichols, did I miss anything?”

Juan didn’t speak, indicating there were no issues.