Juan had gone home early. Upon seeing Debra, Sophie greeted her eagerly. "Madam, how was the gathering today?"


    Puzzled, Debra nced at Juan, who was lounging on the sofa in the living room, reading a newspaper.


    ''So, Juan has made up a story.


    Debra smiled, replying. "It was good."


    "You should have asked Mr. Nichols to pick you up. It''s not safe at this hour," Sophie said.


    "It''s fine. He left his car to me," Debra replied.


    When she left the mall earlier, Debra had taken the car Juan had driven. Thinking of how Juan, who had a dedicated driver for outings, had to take a taxi back, she felt a sense of satisfaction. "Sophie, there''s nothing else for you. You can go home. Debra and I have some other matters tonight," Juan said.


    His words were meaningful.


    Sophie happily agreed, "Alright, I''ll tidy up and go. Mrs. Nichols Sr. is waiting for me to clean up."


    With that, she started packing her things.


    After Sophie left, Debra scoffed, "You''re quite good at lying. Doesn''t your conscience ache?"


    "You yed along well," Juan responded indifferently. "I bought a house for Shelia. It''s in the same neighborhood where you live. It''s quiet, perfect for recovery, and very private." Debra raised an eyebrow. "You''re quite generous."


    Buying a house in that area wasn''t cheap. Although it might not be a big deal for Juan, it showed how much he cared for Shelia.


    "I hope you can keep it a secret."


    "Are you afraid I''ll see her one day and tell your grandmother? Don''t worry, you paid me hush money, and I won''t rat you out," Debra said, heading upstairs to sort out her belongings. With the show over, she wasn''t keen on continuing to live under the same roof as Juan.


    Juan frowned when Debra dragged her suitcase downstairs. "Where are you going?"


    "I have sses tomorrow, so I''m going back."


    "If you leave, and Grandma asks..."


    "Tell her I went abroad for a vacation," Debra said. "These days, I''m not keen on seeing you either. It''s mutual, right?"


    Juan''s face darkened. Debra casually adjusted her hair before leaving.


    Erica''s car was already outside the house. Through the floor-to-ceiling window, Juan saw Debra get into the car and leave. His hands clenched the newspaper.


    ''Debra is so good at making friends. And they are so close that she doesn''t want to stay at home."


    Juan made a call, instructing Joe, "Go find Shelia at school. Help her pack her things and move."


    Joe was puzzled. "Now?"


    Erica stopped the car at the entrance of the residential area and swiped the card. Just as they were about to enter, Debra spotted Juan''s car.


    Joe was helping Shelia take the luggage out of the trunk.Content ? N?velDrama.Org 2024.


    The sight of Shelia instantly annoyed Erica. "Shelia? What is she doing here?"


    To live in thismunity, one needed identity verification. Only rich or noble people could move in.


    Shelia looked over, a hint of provocation in her eyes.