"Yeah, we got into a fight with a dog. Neither of us had our wallets," Randy echoed.

Debra tilted her head, her expression suddenly clear. "So, you went out for a midnight snack, got drunk, fought a dog on the way, and then booked a hotel room?" "Exactly."

"That's right."

Neither Randy nor Erica seemed to realize how ridiculous their story sounded.

Debra nodded slowly. "And you two shared a room."

Randy and Erica both froze.

But Debra wasn't going to let them off. "Randy, you hid your thoughts until the perfect moment, huh?"

Erica blushed with embarrassment and glared at him.

"This is all your fault," she huffed, storming upstairs.

look

he hurried to chase after Erica. Debra shook her head helplessly. "These two are truly a pair of bickering

the table. Just as she stood up, the sharp sound of

elegant figure then

sunglasses, giving Debra a glance that

felt strangely familiar to Debra. There was a quiet confidence in it, mixed with a touch of indifference. That kind of temperament was

Theda said, smiling as she extended her hand toward Debra.

to Theda's

The palm had a roughness to it, calloused from years

Buchan?" Debra asked

yesterday. With all the turmoil surrounding the Nichols family lately, it wasn't. far-fetched

was how quickly

I saw you, Ms. Frazier, I felt dike we'd met

wiped the polite smile off Debra's

her hand. "Just a

second floor just as

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