Chapter 695 The silence stretched out, each second ticking by like an eternity. Shelia's back ached from the prolonged bow, but she couldn't straighten up until Debra acknowledged her.
Her resentment simmered, threatening to boil over.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"I'm not someone unreasonable, Debra finally spoke. I just hope that you will pay more attention to your speech. Don't jump to conclusions and embarrass the Nichols family." She cast a meaning I glance at Melody, whose face was full of shame.
By tomorrow morning, the three socialites present would undoubtedly spread tonight's events far and wide. The story of Shelia bowing to Debra would be all over town. When that happened, no one would be confused about who held more power in Seamar City.
Frustrated, Melody huffed at Juan, “Take her home." "Yes, Grandma," Juan replied, walking over to Shelia and taking her hand..
She started to tear up, and Juan's face softened with concern. But to Debra, the scene was nothing short of laughable.
As the others began to disperse, Ben noticed Michael's thoughtful expression and realized he wanted to ask about Debra's engagement.
Ben said, "You've had a rough few days, Michael. Lettake you home. Your grandmother's been worried sick." "Okay." Michael nodded, though he couldn't help but glance one last tat Debra.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmyou Once everyone had left, Debra asked Marion, "Wasn't I supposed to pick up Michael alone? Why did y sneak in here too?" Marion chuckled, "I was worried about your safety, and I was right to come." Debra rolled her eyes at his unwavering confidence. She'd long gotten used to it.
She glanced one last tin the direction of Juan, who was helping Shelia into the car. “Don't you think there's something off about him?" Juan's first words to her earlier had been strange.
"There is," Marion agreed, his expression turning serious. "I heard that after he got back from the island, Juan accidentally ingested skind of drug that's messed with his memory." "Amnesia?" Debra's voice was full of disbelief.
This old trope happened to Juan? She wasn't buying it.
"Whether it's real or fake, I don't care. No one is allowed to mess with you," Marion said, firmly gripping her hand. "Con, let's head home. There will be something fun to watch tomorrow, "Huh?" Debra blinked in confusion, but he changed the subject.
"What do you want for dinner?" 12 Chapter 695 "What kind of show are you talking about? Tell me." "It's a secret." "Marion!" :