Chapter 90

Shelia was still waiting in the living room when Juan returned with a gloomy face. She probed, “Didn’t Debra come back with you?”

Juan snorted, “If she doesn’t want to come back, she never has to.”

Shelia rejoiced at this statement. Debra was so foolish. She had the chance to win Juan’s heart but chose to waste it. This was good news for Shelia. As long as Debra wasn’t around, she would have opportunities to get close to Juan and win his favor. She looked at Juan’s face, feeling confident about her prospects with him. She sensed that Juan had feelings for her; he had always treated her differently from others.

The next morning, Debra woke up groggy. She opened her eyes to see the white ceiling and unfamiliar surroundings. She rubbed her temples, remembering that last night she and Erica had gone to a nightclub and requested male models to join them for drinks. Later, Randy and Marion found them, and she seemed to fall asleep in the car. She couldn’t remember anything after that.

Someone knocked on the door, interrupting her thoughts.

“Come in,” she said.

Erica came in with an apologetic look. “Debra, I’m sorry, I drank too much last night.”

“No worries, I actually had fun.”

“Hurry and freshen up! Breakfast is ready!” Randy called out from the kitchen.

Debra got out of bed and found Marion and Randy in the living room. The decor was dull, with a uniform color scheme throughout. The furniture was arranged simply, without any clutter. However, she could tell that the furnishings were unique pieces, not the kind sold on the market.

“Stop daydreaming and get up; breakfast is ready,” Randy urged.

Debra tugged at Erica’s arm, suddenly noticing she was wearing unfamiliar pajamas.

Erica understood her confusion and whispered, “Marion asked the housekeeper to change your clothes.”

“This is Marion’s house?”

“Yep!” Erica said. “Marion lived in Seamar City when he was little. After he went abroad, this place was empty for a long time.”

Debra nodded in understanding. Erica linked arms with her. “Come on, let’s get ready and let them do their thing.”

Actually, it was Randy preparing everything. He bustled about like a servant.

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“How did I get back last night?” Debra couldn’t help but ask.

Erica shook her head. “I don’t know either. When I woke up, it was already morning.”

Debra only remembered Marion telling her to rest for a bit. As for what happened afterward, she had no idea. She thought of her drunken state and felt embarrassed.

“It must be Marion who carried you back. He’s so considerate. He’s never even carried me,” Erica teased with a knowing look.

Debra blushed. When she came out of the bathroom and saw Marion at the table, her heart somehow raced.

Randy looked back and asked, “Debra, why is your face flushed? Are you running a fever?”