Given his expression, Juan knew that this plot ofnd would fetch a hefty sum.


    Yet he chose to let Stephen have it as a favor.


    That was just Juan''s style.


    "I was just paying apliment. You''re reading too much into it," Debra replied.


    Juan furrowed his brow, assessing the sincerity of Debra''s words.


    It made sense. Given Debra''s intelligence, how could she see the future value of thatnd?


    Juan realized he was overthinking it.


    "Hope so."


    Juan turned away, leading Shelia to meet other people.


    Shelia nced at Debra.


    Debra managed to capture the hint of triumph in Shelia''s eyes.


    She downed a ss of champagne.


    In the eyes of others, she was just a failed woman abandoned by her husband.


    Her husband left her and took another woman to meet business partners. Could anything be more of a joke than this? Debra felt disheartened. She had nned to mingle with the business elites, but with Juan gone, it became difficult. How could she approach those entrepreneurs without seeming intentional?


    Debra scanned the surroundings and spotted a piano not far away.


    A smile yed on Debra''s lips as she got an idea.


    With graceful steps, Debra approached the piano and exchanged brief greetings with the pianist before sitting down.


    As the heiress to the Frazier family, she had to learn many things, though she never thought she''d use them. But now they hade in handy.


    It had been a while since Debra yed the piano, so she was a bit rusty.


    But soon enough, the piano keys followed her fingers, producing a melodious tune that perfectly matched the atmosphere of the party. The guests were captivated by the unexpected piano music. Many turned to look in her direction, and after she finished ying, apuse filled the room.


    Seeing Juan and the businessmen stop their conversation, Shelia kept her eyes on Debra and said, "Debra is amazing. She can y the piano."


    "She is a pro," Juan remarked casually.


    Among these people, many could y the piano, and passing relevant exams was quitemon. The fact that Debra received so much apuse showed her musical talent.


    It was then that Shelia realized the gap between her and Debra.


    She used to think Debra was just lucky and pretty, but utterly useless.


    Now she was proven wrong.


    She was dead wrong.


    After Debra finished ying, many wealthydies approached her for conversation.


    While she couldn''t directly approach those business magnates, getting close to their wives made it easier to reach them.


    "I didn''t expect Mrs. Nichols to be so talented at the piano," Randy remarked from a corner.


    "Not bad," Marion agreed.


    "You don''t know music, do you?" Randy teased.


    "I don''t, but I like it," Marion replied.


    He didn''t understand music, but because it was Debra ying, it felt different.


    When she went to the restroom, Debra was pulled into a secluded corner. She tried to cry out, but the man behind her covered her mouth. "Don''t make a sound," the man whispered.


    Feeling the warmth of his chest, Debra adjusted her breathing and bit down on the man''s hand.


    "Ouch!" he grunted in pain.


    "You bit me?" The man released her.


    Debra quickly put some distance between them and was surprised when she saw his face. "Marion?"


    "Who else did you think it would be?"


    "Why the cloak and dagger?"


    "I sneaked in. Don''t want to be seen."


    "What kind of joke is this? Caleb is your..."


    Before Debra could finish her sentence, she immediately shut her mouth.


    Marion raised an eyebrow. "Hm? What were you going to say?"


    Debra averted her gaze.


    In herst life, Caleb left all his assets to Marion. It was only after that she found out the truth.


    But so far, no one knew Marion was Caleb''s grandson.


    "I mean, Caleb is kind-hearted, and you''re a dominant owner of overseas enterprises. Even if you snuck in, no one would dare say anything."


    "Maybe, but I prefer to y it safe," Marion said.


    "Don''t tell me you snuck in here just to say these things to me."


    She didn''t think Marion would be so boring.


    "This is for you." Marion handed Debra a contract.


    Debra looked down and saw the contract for her borrowing.


    "Just for this?" she asked.


    Marion nodded.


    "Boring!" Debra signed the contract and threw it back to Marion.


    It was crazy that he found her to sign the contract at the door of thedies'' room.


    "As your creditor, can I ask you a question?"


    "Go ahead."


    "Why spend ten billion dors on thatnd?"


    Marion''s voice was low, tempting her to answer his question.


    "I can''t tell you now," Debra said.


    "What if I insist?" Marion could tell Debra had other ns.This is property ? of N?velDrama.Org.


    But he couldn''t figure out what could be worth ten billion dors there.


    It was a loss-making deal, but Debra''s actions made him believe thend would be worth far more than ten billion dors.


    "If I told you thisnd would be worth a lot in six months, would you believe me?" Debra asked.


    "No." Marion couldn''t see any signs of it yet.


    "What if I said high-end properties around that wastnd are about to go on sale?" Debra asked. "What high-end properties?" Marion frowned.


    He had never heard of that.


    "You''ll find out soon enough," Debra smiled, walking past Marion into the restroom.


    Frowning, Marion walked to the lobby, where Randy asked, "Done signing?"


    "Yeah," Marion said.


    "Why the long face?" Randy asked.


    "Is there any high-end property near the wastnd Debra bought?"


    "There aren''t any."


    "Check who owns thend around that wastnd."


    "That wastnd is in the sewage area. There''s nothing to check. Forget high-end properties. No one would even build a basketball court there," Randy said. "Sewage area?" Marion was surprised.