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.

a smile. "Mrs. Nichols Sr., it's been a

are you doing here with so many people? You've already divorced

fear that simmered beneath her bravado. Juan was not home,

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

flash of guilt crossed

rug, and Debra wouldn't come seeking

and let it

"I don't know what you're talking about. Everyone

that so? You don't know about

"I don't."

it was all Violet's own

Melody smoothly passed the

dragged Violet into the room

face was swollen, and her eyes

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