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Debra remained silent, which made Edgar believe his threats were starting to take effect.

His tone softened, as if offering her a lifeline. "Think about it before you give any answer."

He raised his glass of wine, prepared to take a sip, when Debra broke the silence.

"You won't dare."

Edgar paused mid-motion, his eyes narrowing dangerously.

"What did you just say?"

His gaze grew darker, a silent promise of consequences lingering in the air, but Debra didn't waver.

"I said, you won't dare," she repeated, tilting her head slightly. "Otherwise, you would've made your move already instead of negotiating with me here. If you make a move, it won't just be the McKinney Group you're fighting." "Is that so?"

"I'm one of the McKinney Group's shareholders and, as you know, the legal wife of Juan. Opposing me means opposing the Nichols family. But that's just the beginning," Debra continued, her voice steady and measured. "The McKinney Group's biggest strategic partner is the Potter Group. I have ties with Marion, and he's a key player there. Not to mention, the Houston family is closely linked with the Osborne family. Oh, and the Mathis family? They're Marion's relatives. So, by targeting me, you're picking a fight with every major family in Seamar City."

his wine glass tightened, his knuckles

all this effort to take down someone who isn't even a threat to you? It's

snapped, cutting her

knew full well what going up against the McKinney Group would entail. But

it or take

bat an eyelid.

Debra remained composed. "But since you're a guest

wine in one graceful motion. "If you're not satisfied with how

doubt you'll have of

success, though. The

who stands to benefit at this point is the owner of

restaurant."

in the face. The loss to a woman gravely

to Ben, who

like we're done here. Have the waitstaff box up the leftovers. I think Mr.

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