Chapter 924

Debra casually sat down on the nearby sofa and poured herself a glass of wine.

“My clothes are wet. I can’t wear them. Get me something new.”

“How did your clothes get wet?”

“I didn’t take them off before getting in the bath.”

Drake was just about to ask more questions when he turned around and saw Debra acting as if she owned the place. Taking a deep breath, he asked almost existentially, “Are you even a woman?”

“Of course, I am. 100% certified,” Debra answered matter-of-factly, glancing at him. “You have the nerve to watch me bathe. What do I have to feel embarrassed about?”

Drake was stifled by her retort. A tight knot of irritation coiled in his chest, and he shouted toward the door, “Kale, bring Mrs. Houston a change of clothes.”

Debra chimed in, “Something lightweight, please.”

Drake laughed, though there was no humor in it. “You’ve got the nerve to make demands? Do you have any idea how expensive that dress is?”

She flashed a sly smile. “Oh, come on. A man of your stature can’t possibly be short on cash.”

Drake waved her off with an air of resignation. A knock came at the door, and Kale’s voice followed. “Boss, the clothes are ready.”

Glancing at Debra, who was still lounging on the sofa, Drake strode to the door and cracked it open just enough to grab the clothes. Kale blinked in surprise but didn’t dare comment. Drake took the bundle and hurled it at Debra’s head.

“Drake?”

“Just put on your clothes.”

He went out and closed the door behind him.

Debra breathed a sigh of relief, only for her moment of calm to be shattered by the sound of a faint beep at the door. A second later, a stiletto came flying in through the crack and landed inside the room.

“And here’s your shoe. Put it on and come out,” Drake said.

Chapter 924

After a moment of stillness, Debra confirmed he wasn’t coming back. She rose, padding softly to the window opposite the door. Peering outside, she found Frederic was already gone. A wave of relief washed over her.

In the back garden, Marion and Juan locked eyes.

“What are you doing here?”

“That’s none of your business.”

“You almost got Debra killed tonight.”

“I’ll keep her safe.”

“By jumping out of the window?” Marion scoffed. “I don’t care what kind of deal you’ve made with Andrew. Just stay away from her.”

He brushed past Juan, who warned, “You’ve put her in danger time and again. One day, you’ll get her killed.”

Marion stopped briefly but didn’t turn around. “She has her plans. She’s no fragile bird that needs sheltering under someone else’s wings. If anything happens, I’ll deal with it. This has nothing to do with you, and don’t play with fire.”

Without waiting for a reply, he walked off into the shadows.

Juan stood there, Marion’s words echoing in his mind. He hadn’t noticed before, but Debra was no longer that girl depending on him. The transformation must have taken a lot of struggle and willpower. But all he’d ever wanted was for her to live a peaceful life free of schemes and betrayals.