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.

bodyguards. Her eyes widened as she drank in the opulence. The Nichols family had wealth, sure,

couldn't be bought with just money. She felt

Frazier will be here in a minute," said

with a huff. "Fine, but my time is money.

one day, this wasn't a place for hento flaunt her

still standing there? Go tell her to get a move on," Shelia

order to be there, she

stew in the hall. One hour turned into two,

no sign of Debra. Not even a servant

shouted, "Where is Debra? Is

did Debra make

ine

voice was as cold and distant as a winter's breeze. "Uninvited guests have no right to complain about hospitality. You really don't have

eyes blazed with anger as she realized that Debra

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

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