"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.

showed a pitiful look

Erica. Debra shook her head helplessly. "These two are truly

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

tall, elegant figure then came into

her sunglasses, giving Debra a glance

quiet confidence in it, mixed with a

smiling as she extended her hand toward Debra. "You must be Mrs.

eyes drifted to

of a pampered heiress. The palm had a

Buchan?" Debra asked

glance. But Andrew had mentioned it just yesterday. With

how quickly Theda

I saw you, Ms. Frazier, I

of her words wiped the polite

her hand. "Just

upward to the second floor

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