"I heard your family went bankrupt and you don't have any money. You know, if you begged, we might give you some for you to get by," Violet said, her voice dripping with condescension. Debra was unimpressed. "I don't understand what you're talking about."

Violet was pissed off. "Debra, you're forcing my hand here."

She shot a glance at her bodyguards. In an instant, they stormed upstairs, rifling through every corner of the house.

Debra furrowed her brows, watching as Violet leisurely made herself comfortable on the sofa. The bodyguards overturned tables and rummaged through drawers like they were conducting a raid. "How's it going?" Violet asked lazily.

"Ma'am, we didn't find Mr. Nichols anywhere," they replied.

Violet's frown deepened. She turned to Debra with a look of suspicion.

"I didn't expect you to be so capable. Tell me now. Where are you hiding him?"

"Mrs. Sosa, I've already explained. He's not here. Your people have searched the place. Are you going to leave now?"

Had she been feeling better, she wouldn't have let Violet get this far. However, her reasonable response was met with a smirk.

law. If Juan is away, then I'll wait until he comes back." Turning

said sternly, "This is my place. Don't you think you're being a little

this nice house if it weren't for him? Would the production team have even invited a fallen lady like you onto the show without Juan's influence? Everything you have is

her mind, Debra was just

chuckle, and Violet's

you

This place

if he wanted to. Besides, the production team begged

production team

from someone.

and smashed everything without a

the owner of this house. According to the contract,

should go and

or eight million? You're

believe that the junk they had just

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