Chapter 296 + 25 BONUS

Stanley’s chair screeched across the floor as he abruptly stood, his eyes blazing with indignation. “Debra, what kind of tone is that? Who do you think you are, questioning my mother?”

Debra cast a cold, unyielding glance at them. “I am the head of the Frazier family. I have every right to question her, and even if I were to send her to prison, it would be within my authority.” The weight of the Frazier family name and its generations-old traditions hung heavy in the air, causing Stanley to turn pale.

Rosalie tried to smooth things over. “It’s a misunderstanding, Debra.”

“A misunderstanding? Weren’t you trying to send me to Juan’s bed?”

Rosalie was left speechless. That had indeed been her plan, but Debra’s unexpected return had thrown a wrench into her machinations.

Debra’s voice was as cold as ice. “I’m lenient enough to forgive you a couple of times. This time, I won’t let you off the hook.”

As she pulled out her phone, Stanley lunged forward. “What are you doing?”

“Calling the police,” Debra replied. “What you’ve done today is considered kidnapping. I let you off last time considering your young age, but that doesn’t mean I’m weak and easily bullied.”

Rosalie’s eyes widened in alarm as she turned to her son. “Don’t let her call the police, or we’re finished.”

Stanley, fueled by desperation and anger, tried to snatch Debra’s phone away. Ralph heard the commotion and came downstairs. His brow furrowed in confusion as he took in the chaotic scene.

“What’s going on? Why is everyone fighting?”

“Darling, I…” Rosalie fumbled for the right words.

Just then, Stanley picked up an ashtray from the table and smashed it against Debra’s head. Debra staggered, caught off guard by the brutal assault. She turned to face Stanley, her vision swimming as she took in his twisted, grimacing face.

“Stanley! What are you doing?” Ralph shouted, rushing towards Debra. Rosalie, too, was shocked by her son’s actions. “Stanley, you…”

Ralph reached Debra’s side, helping her up from the floor. He glared at Stanley, his voice firm and commanding. “Go call an ambulance. Now!” But Stanley was beyond reason, his eyes filled with a wild, uncontrolled rage. He lashed out at Ralph, striking him on the forehead. Blood immediately began to stream down Ralph’s face.

Rosalie looked at her son in disbelief. “Stanley, what are you doing? How can you hit your father?”

“He told me to call an ambulance, which would get me into trouble. Mom, you have no idea what I went through in prison. You don’t understand. I finally got out, and he handed over the family to Debra, leaving nothing for me,” Stanley barked. “If we don’t send Debra to Juan’s bed, will the Nichols family let us off? What is Debra compared to Juan? She can’t possibly fight him. It’s better to go all in,” Stanley replied fiercely.

Rosalie was horrified, but she couldn’t deny the grim truth in his words. If they couldn’t get Debra to Juan tonight, they would be finished.