Chapter 423

The next day, Debra was chauffeured back to Potter Entertainment in Marion’s car. The rumor mill among the trainees was already churning, the hot topic being Debra’s dramatic exit with Juan and the subsequent uproar caused by Mrs. Nichols at the mall.

“Some people just don’t know their place,” one trainee remarked. “They think they can waltz back into high society just because they want to.”

“Did you see the car that dropped her off today? She’s got some serious backers,” another added.

“After going broke, she has no other options,” a third chimed in.

Debra remained unfazed by the whispers. Eve sauntered up, scoffing, “Mr. Nichols’s investment is probably going south. What good is it to stubbornly refuse a divorce, Debra? In the end, you won’t get anything.”

Debra raised an eyebrow. “What are you implying?”

Eve smirked. “Stop pretending. We all know the Frazier family is broke. You’re desperate to get back with Mr. Nichols, but with your current status, it’s impossible. As long as Mrs. Nichols Sr. doesn’t agree, you’re done for.”

The memory of her father groveling before Juan the previous day still stung. The injustice of being treated with respect solely for the title of Mrs. Nichols gnawed at Eve.

Another trainee, emboldened by Eve’s words, interjected, “Yeah, she kept insisting on divorcing Mr. Nichols before. And now, even after all this time, there’s no divorce. It’s clear to everyone that the divorce was just a tactic to force Mr. Nichols to abandon that pregnant mistress.”

“It’s a shame, really,” a third trainee added. “Mr. Nichols has all kinds of women around him. I heard Mrs. Nichols Sr. has already picked Miss Vargas as the next Mrs. Nichols. It’s better to get the divorce over with. Maybe Mr. Nichols will pity you and give you some money.”

They all looked at Debra with scorn, their eyes gleaming with schadenfreude.

“That’s right,” Debra said calmly. “I also hope to get a divorce soon.”

With that, she turned and went to practice new moves. Her nonchalance only served to further infuriate Eve and her cronies.

“Stop pretending. You clearly don’t want a divorce but are acting all high and mighty,” Eve hissed.

“Forget her. Without that title, she’s nothing,” another trainee sneered.

“Let’s just wait and see Miss Vargas become the next Mrs. Nichols and watch Debra cry,” a third added.

Debra dismissed their ridicule. She knew Melody too well. Melody was picky and wanted someone from a prestigious family; the Vargas family was too small-time. They might be used occasionally, but would never be made official.

Hannah opened the door, her voice brisk and businesslike. “Mr. Odom is here for a visit. Everyone, come out.”

A ripple of excitement ran through the room. “Mr. Odom? The one from Booton?”

Edgar’s reputation as a devoted romantic had earned him many female fans, and the trainees were eager to see this legendary CEO in person.

Hannah nodded, her expression neutral. “Who else could it be? You only get one chance, so everyone, get dressed and come out.”

The practice room immediately buzzed with excitement.