Chapter 400

Henry parted the throng, creating a path for Debra and Juan. “Come with me,” Juan said, striding towards the exit. Henry nodded at Debra, urging her to follow. She took a deep breath, steeled herself, and trailed after Juan.

“What do you want?” Debra’s voice was as sharp as a freshly honed blade. She had hoped to leave Juan behind by coming to Potter Entertainment, but here he was, like a bad penny.

“Let’s talk in the car,” Juan replied, opening the passenger door for her. Debra hesitated before sliding in, knowing Juan’s investment was no small matter. Henry’s earlier smiles had said it all. She had recently dealt him a blow via the McKinney Group, but he had bounced back like a cat with nine lives. There was more to Juan than met the eye, and she intended to find out what.

Debra buckled her seatbelt, bristling when Juan reached over to help. “I can do it myself.” “Alright.” The air in the car crackled with tension. Finally, Debra broke the silence. “What do you need?”

“Today’s your birthday.”

“Is it? I hadn’t noticed.” She could hardly remember when she last celebrated her birthday. Birthdays had lost their luster after her parents passed. As the sole heir to the Frazier fortune, she was expected to mark the day with grand celebrations, but the tradition had died with her parents.

She looked out the window, and Juan added, “In the past, I didn’t make a big deal out of your birthday. This year, I’d like to…”

“Mr. Nichols, before we were just engaged,” Debra interrupted.

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In the past, she would eagerly follow Juan, but he avoided her with various excuses. She was aware yet foolishly pursued him. She clearly remembered, in her past life, that Juan had refused to spend her birthday with her. The following year, when Sheila was studying abroad, Juan canceled work to be with Sheila on her birthday. That’s when Debra realized that excuses were just excuses. If he truly cared, there wouldn’t be so many obstacles.

In her past life, Juan had given all his affection to Sheila, and she doubted his recent claim of never liking her.

The car pulled up to an amusement park, not the fancy restaurant Debra had expected. She turned to Juan, bewildered. “What are we doing here?”

“I thought you might enjoy it.”

“This is boring.” Debra turned on her heel, but Juan called after her, “This investment is worth one billion, Debra. Let me celebrate your birthday properly today, and I’ll have Joe finalize the deal.”