Last night, Debra caught Ashley trying to drug her drink. She confronted Ashley, laying out all the risks and consequences, but Ashley, blinded by her desire to get close to Drake, drank the spiked wine anyway. After they changed clothes in the restroom, Ashley was immediately whisked away by Peter's people.

Debra had assumed Ashley got what she wanted, but now she was dead.

A chill ran down Debra's spine. If she had been the one taken to Drake's room last night, she might have met the same fate.

"Madam?" Ben pushed the door open and, noticing her pale expression, asked, "Didn't sleep well last night?"

"No, it's nothing," Debra replied, rubbing her temples and closing the news tab.

"Mr. Houston has been waiting downstairs for a while now. Should I let him up?"

"Are you his employee or mine? Why are you speaking up for him?"

"It's just that he's been down there for a while, and a lot of our employees have noticed."

"So? It's not the first time he's come by."

a car full of

pulling back the curtains. From her vantage point, she could see Marion standing beside a

sake of our company's

there all he wants. It's not my reputation

sat back down at her desk, though it was clear her mind wasn't

lot

at the project proposal for 'Hello, Ex' and irritably slammed the folder shut. "Fine.

go tell the receptionist. And should I accept the

the flowers? Tell him to take

"Okay."

left the office. Debra called him

"Yes?"

the lot.

"Right away, ma'am."

out the window again,

Marion standing outside. And now, here he was again, chasing her to the company. If she didn't deal with him soon he might even show up at

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