Chapter 467 +25 BONUS

Juan glanced at Joe, who immediately stepped forward to address the stunned Jack and Leah.

“I apologize for the disturbance. I’ll arrange for someone to take you home shortly.”

Turning to the assembled crowd, he announced, “The dinner party is over. I’m sorry for the trouble. We’ll be sending everyone a gift later. I hope you don’t mind.”

With Joe managing the situation, Juan felt relieved. He turned his attention to Pedro, gesturing for him to follow.

“Come with me.”

“Okay.”

Juan then addressed Edgar and Declan, his voice cold and dismissive. “See yourselves out.”

Declan flushed with embarrassment, his earlier bravado deflating under Juan’s stern gaze. Though he had dared to create a scene in front of Melody, he wouldn’t dream of doing so in front of Juan.

Edgar, sensing the tension, quickly led Declan away.

“Mr. Odom.”

Debra’s sudden call made Edgar pause. She looked at him meaningfully. “Take care.”

Edgar gave Debra a cold look. Declan sensed something unusual between them, but couldn’t quite place it. Nevertheless, he followed Edgar out of the house.

Once everyone had left, Juan approached Debra, his eyes scanning her for any signs of injury.

“Are you hurt?”

“I’m fine. You should be more concerned about your child.”

“I never said I was going to marry her.”

The atmosphere between them was awkward.

Pedro felt the need to intervene. “Uh, why don’t you two talk here? I’ll wait upstairs.”

Juan glanced at him, and Pedro quickly understood. “I’ll go upstairs.”

Debra said seriously, “Why do you have to scare people? I knew what was going to happen today, but I didn’t expect Shelia to use her child to frame me.”

She had sensed something was amiss from the moment she received the invitation. Knowing Edgar was coming only confirmed her suspicions.

To be safe, she contacted Sophie and installed cameras throughout the house. She had also brought a recording device, which had proven incredibly useful.

Shelia’s tactics were predictable, but it was a pity about the child in her womb.

Debra’s voice was flat as she continued, “Anyway, it’s your child. Shelia is in the hospital now. If you want to visit her, go ahead.”

As she turned to leave, Juan grabbed her wrist.

“Do you want me to visit Shelia?”

“She’s your woman. The child she lost is yours. Shouldn’t you go?”

She looked at him coldly before asking the question that had been weighing on her mind, “Even if you don’t love her, you still have a responsibility. Would you watch a woman carrying your child die on the operating table, even if you don’t love her?”

“What?”

Juan was taken aback, unsure of how to respond.

Debra gave a light laugh. “Forget it.”