Chapter 447

Debra answered the phone to hear Hannah's anxious voice. “The show’s this afternoon. Did something happen? Should I send someone to pick you up?”

Debra glanced at Marion, noticing his amused smile. She quickly looked away, feeling a blush rise on her cheeks.

“No need. I just got up late,” she said, striving to keep her voice steady. “I’ll be there soon.”

Turning to Marion, she said, “I’m ready. There’s a show today, and I need to go.”

“I’ll give you a ride,” Marion offered.

Seeing Debra struggle to rise, he scooped her up in a bridal carry.

When Debra arrived at Potter Entertainment, she found all the trainees ready to leave. In the lobby, Eve led the group, her voice dripping with disdain. “Acting all high and mighty, making us wait for you.”

Hannah frowned and whispered to Debra, “The show tonight requires preparation this afternoon. Why are you so late?”

Debra whispered back, “Don’t ask now. Just take them.”

Hannah nodded. Debra exchanged a glance with Oscar, who deliberately slowed his pace, allowing the others to board the bus first. He leaned in, whispering, “Since you want Edgar to lose, you can’t be in this show.” His intuition told him Debra had a plan. Debra smiled slightly, acknowledging his perception.

“You’re smart.”

“What’s your plan? At least let me know.”

“Have you persuaded the male trainees?”

“Yes.”

Oscar was well-liked among the male trainees. Convincing them to leave wasn’t difficult for him. As long as Debra handled the breach of contract issues, they could all leave together.

Debra nodded, satisfied. “Alright, just pretend you know the procedure.”

Oscar didn’t push further. Nearby, Tomas called out, “Oscar, let’s go.” Oscar hesitated before boarding the bus. Hannah, about to board another vehicle, noticed Debra hadn’t moved.

“Do you want a ride with me?”

“No, I’m not going to the show.”

Hannah’s eyes widened. They were supposed to be in a talent show, and they’d already lost a strong contestant like Freya. Debra’s absence was a major blow.

“Why didn’t you tell me earlier?” Hannah asked, pulling out her phone. “I need to discuss this with Mr. Andrew Potter.”

Debra showed Hannah the chat record with Andrew from the previous day. “Just follow my instructions.”

Hannah put her phone away, her expression serious. “Understood, Ms. Frazier.”

The trainees arrived at the show’s makeup room. The makeup artists, professionals hired for the show, were far better than what they were used to. Ashley occasionally glanced at the door, grumbling, “Why hasn’t Debra arrived yet? Is she not participating?”

The others offered their opinions.

“It’s fine if she doesn’t come. It’s a talent show, and fewer competitors are better.”

“But we’re a team. If Debra doesn’t show up, we’ll have one less person. What if the stage performance suffers and we get passed over?”