Chapter 822

"Thank you," Debra murmured, gathering her robe to conceal the marks from the night before. "Can you arrange for a few people to accompany me to the Nichols Mansion later?" "How many would you like?" asked the maid.

Debra thought for a moment. "As many as possible."

Soon enough, the maid had arranged for a driver and an entourage to escort Debra. At noon, they set off.

In her room, Shelia was thinking about how to get that sum. She had boasted in front of Debra and had to present the money.

Suddenly, the door was kicked open, and in swarmed a group of people.

Startled by the sound, Shelia rushed downstairs. Melody also emerged from her room with the help of Sophie.

Debra made her entrance in a black jacket and a pair of black boots. The punk style was something new. For a moment, Melody nearly didn't recognize her.

with a smile. "Mrs. Nichols Sr.,

it was," Melody snorted. "So, it's you. What are you doing here with so many people? You've already divorced Juan, and we don't welcome you

fear that simmered beneath her bravado. Juan was not home, and Debra was now linked to

curled into a slow, deliberate smile. "Have you forgotten your unfinished business?

of guilt

and Debra wouldn't come seeking justice. But

let it

Melody countered, "I don't know what you're

that so? You don't know about

"I don't."

was all

Melody smoothly passed

two bodyguards dragged Violet into the room and unceremoniously threw her

eyes darted

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