Chapter 812

The maid shuffled her feet, wringing her hands.

"It's Miss Blair."

"You mean Shelia?" "Yes."

The news hung in the air like a bad smell. Everyone in Seamar City knew about the sordid love triangle between Shelia, Debra, and Juan. Shelia's visit couldn't be anything good. "Should I send her away for you?" asked the maid.

"No need." Debra set down her spoon. "Let her wait in the hall. I'll be there soon."

"Yes, Ms. Frazier."

Once the maid left, Debra resumed her breakfast, taking her time to savor each spoonful. If Shelia was here to stir the pot, she wasn't going to rise to the bait.

In any case, Shelia wouldn't dare kick up a fuss at the Potter Mansion.

trailed by a couple of beefy bodyguards. Her eyes widened as she drank in the opulence. The Nichols family had wealth, sure, but this was a whole different

center, it couldn't be bought with just money. She felt a bitter taste in her mouth, unhappy

Blair, please wait for a while. Ms. Frazier will be here in a minute," said the

couch, crossing her legs with a huff. "Fine, but my time is money. Tell her

the hostess of the Nichols family one day, this wasn't a

tell her to get a move on," Shelia

be there, she didn't plan to show

hurried off, leaving Shelia to stew in the hall. One

no sign of Debra. Not even a

thin. She jumped to her feet and shouted, "Where is Debra? Is this

did

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winter's breeze. "Uninvited guests have no right to complain about hospitality. You really

blazed with anger as she realized

smirked, "Well, if it isn't Ms. Frazier. You gave up being Mrs. Houston to shack up with Andrew. How the mighty have

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