"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 at Debra. "Please,

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

stood up, the sharp sound of high

figure

giving Debra a glance that

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

Andrew," Theda said, smiling as she extended her hand toward Debra. "You must be

to Theda's outstretched

of a pampered heiress. The palm had a

Buchan?" Debra asked

certain of Theda's identity at first glance. But Andrew had mentioned it just yesterday. With all the turmoil surrounding the Nichols family lately, it wasn't. far-fetched to think the

was how quickly Theda had

you," Theda said, raising an eyebrow. "The moment I saw you, Ms. Frazier, I felt dike we'd

of her words wiped

withdrew her

second floor just as Barton

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