Juan stormed into the room, his anger palpable. The bodyguards quickly let go of Debra.

Juan rushed to her side, checking her over. "Are you hurt?"

"I'm fine," Debra replied weakly.

Juan glanced at those bodyguards, who quickly bowed their heads.

"We just followed Mrs. Sosa's orders."

"Who pays your salary, the Sosa family or the Nichols family? How dare you disrespect my wife?"

"We were wrong, Mr. Nichols."

Violet saw the cold glint in Juan's eyes and fidgeted. Trying to pacify his anger, she said, "Juan, it's been so long since we've seen each other. There's no need to get so upset. Debra's fine, isn't she?" "If anything had happened to her, this wouldn't end so easily," Juan said coldly.

Seeing that her attempts to smooth things over weren't working, Violet forced a smile. "You're right. Thank goodness she's okay. I'd feel terrible if anything happened."

"I'm exhausted," Debra murmured.

sit down," Juan said

mess strewn across the living

and

he told Debra softly, covering her with a blanket. "I'll take care of the

it quick. I'm tired," Debra

"Okay." Juan nodded.

awkwardly, at a loss for what to

tried

"Juan, I..."

sent you here?" Juan cut her off, unwilling to beat around the bush with

he wasn't in the mood for pleasantries, Violet hesitated. "It was your grandma. She asked me to come. You've been neglecting the

or my

show, he had meticulously arranged all the company affairs. The only explanation for this

Melody

and

thirty seconds to clean up the mess and

wants you to

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