Chapter 41

As Debra’s smile faded, Jordan felt a rush of satisfaction. But in the next instant, Debra smiled again and said, “I never expected you to be so immature.”

Jordan frowned. “What did you say?”

“If you really had the guts to make a move on me, would you have secretly arranged to meet me?” Debra pushed him aside and sauntered around the private room. “There are no cameras here, and it’s noisy outside. No one would notice this small room. Are you afraid that your attempt to meet me secretly will be discovered by Juan or Andrew? It means you don’t dare do anything to me.”

She sat down on the sofa and casually took a bite of an apple. She had been to such places before. Rooms like this were classified as top-tier in terms of secrecy. Usually, only important figures conducted deals here, and even a fly couldn’t escape unnoticed.

She looked at Jordan with a challenging gaze. “So, stop your childish threats. You can’t scare me. Compared to the kidnapping by Aaron, this was child’s play.”

Her provocation worked, and Jordan grew sullen.

“Do you really think I wouldn’t dare do anything to you?” he said.

“I’m right here. Do whatever you want,” Debra responded fearlessly.

Jordan wouldn’t dare touch her as long as she was still Juan’s wife, and sure enough, he didn’t make a move.

Knowing when to stop, Debra said, “I admit, the first time I saw you, I knew you were Jordan. I didn’t do it to get your attention. I just felt your talent was wasted, so I used a tactic to encourage you to study at Arcane Academy.”

Her words were half-true. Jordan could tell Debra was giving him a way out, but he retorted, “My talent? What talent?”

Everyone in Seamar City knew that Jordan, the second son of the Potter family, was a true playboy sent abroad by his brother to improve his unruly behavior. People like him were often associated with incompetence.

Debra explained, “Just based on one observation during the exam. You glanced at my test paper and knew I deliberately didn’t answer the last question. It proves that you knew the answers to those questions. You’re observant and can perceive my thoughts. That proves you are capable, but you choose not to show it.”

With Debra’s persuasive words, Jordan’s anger subsided considerably. He sat down, tilted his head back, and drained a bottle of wine. “Is there more?”

“I guess you think having Andrew is enough for your family.”

Resting her chin on her hand, Debra continued, “It seems the rumors about you and your brother not getting along are false. You love him.”

The heads of the Potter family passed away long ago. Andrew took charge when he was 17, and it had been ten years since then. Andrew acted as a father figure, and to claim that Jordan was at odds with Andrew, who had been protecting him, was untenable. Debra remembered that in her previous life, when Andrew died of illness, Jordan knelt in front of his memorial portrait for seven days and seven nights straight. On the eighth day, he emerged as a changed person and took over the family. His decisive actions shocked the entire city.