Chapter 792

“Juan has arrived in Orkgate. I want to see who he’s really here for,” Drake replied.

Kale reasoned, “He’s here to discuss business with the Sharp family. It can’t be for Ms. Frazier, right?”

Drake waved his hand in disapproval. “Don’t be so naive. She’s his ex-wife. Back on the island, Juan would’ve walked through fire for her.”

Kale replied, “But Juan lost his memory. He doesn’t even remember Ms. Frazier. This seems pointless.”

Drake snorted, “Memory loss? You really believe that?”

“I…”

“As long as he isn’t targeting me, I don’t care if he’s pretending or not.”

“Understood.”

As night draped itself over the city, Debra was helped up by Lara. Her gaze fell on Kale, who was holding a burgundy gown.

“A banquet?”

“It’s Mr. Lowe’s arrangement.”

“Is he doing this on purpose? I’m injured. How am I supposed to attend any banquet like this?”

“You can choose to go or not.”

“I don’t…”

“But Mr. Lowe wants to let you know that Mr. Nichols will be there too.”

“Juan? Why is he in Orkgate?”

“I don’t know. Mr. Lowe wants you to find out. Apparently, Drake would not take no for an answer.”

“Fine, I’ll go.”

Debra accepted the burgundy gown. The elegant style and rich color were her favorites. Drake’s information network was nothing short of impressive. He had perfectly honed in on her preferences.

As the night deepened, the banquet unfolded. It was hosted by the Sharp family, drawing the elite of Orkgate. The grand hotel shone like a jewel under the night sky, its grandeur accentuated by rows of luxury cars.

Debra gaped at the opulence through the car window. Though she had frequented Seamar City’s top hotels, the extravagance of this party approached that of an international gala.

Kale parked the car in a prime spot, the only one remaining in a crowded lot. Debra’s attention was drawn to Juan as he emerged from a modest Porsche. Juan seemed to be alone, without Shelia by his side.

Noticing Debra’s fixation on Juan, Drake said casually, “What’s the point of staring from the car? Let’s get out.”

“But I…”

Before she could protest further, Drake swung open the door, pulling her out with him. Drake’s grand entrance immediately commanded attention. The murmurs of the crowd shifted to Debra, who walked beside him.

“When did Mr. Lowe get a new companion?”

“If Miss Sharp sees this, she will definitely make a scene.”

The crowd buzzed with speculation, and Debra could feel Juan’s gaze pierce through the distance, landing squarely on her.