"Uncle Ralph, thank you," Debra whispered.


    She knew divorcing Juan now would make life tough for t family, but she swore it wouldn''tst long.


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    Debra stayed at the house. After sending away the peripheral branches of the family, Ralph called her to the study.


    Ralph seemed much older these years, his face filled with concern." Debra, is Juan really not good to you?"


    "Not that he''s bad. He just doesn''t like me."


    "And you?"


    Debra fell silent.


    She once loved Juan deeply, but now she had let go.


    Ralph looked at her expression and patted her shoulder, sighing."


    Debra, I''m sorry for what you''ve been through."


    Debra shook her head. "Actually, I want to discuss something with you."


    "About you and Juan?"


    "No, I want to take over the Frazier Group for a while."


    Ralph looked puzzled, then said, "I know you''ve learned a lot at Arcane Academy these days. If you want experience, I can give you a few smallerpanies. If you take over the Frazier Group, I''m worried..."


    "I understand. You''re worried they won''t trust me, especially after deciding to divorce Juan. They won''t ept it," Debra said.


    Ralph nodded. "It''s good that you understand."Belongs to (N)?vel/Drama.Org.


    "The ''et me manage some of those strugglingpanies."


    "Strugglingpanies?" Ralph looked puzzled.


    "Yes," Debra confirmed.


    She needed those branches of the family to trust her enough to let her take charge, and showing results was crucial.


    Outside the study, someone suddenly pushed her from behind. Turning around, she saw Stanley in casual clothes.


    Seventeen now, Stanley was a head taller than Debra. He looked at her disdainfully. "I warn you. Don''t think about taking my family''s property!"


    "Stanley, is that how your mother taught you manners? I''m your cousin, and you''d better mind your attitude."


    "Don''t give me that! My family raised you, and I am the only son of this family. All the properties are mine." Debra''s expression darkened.


    These were not things a 17-year-old boy could say. They were obviously instilled by Rosalie.


    Rosalie was always eyeing the Frazier family''s assets.


    Debra sneered, "Who taught you these?"


    Stanley''s eyes flickered with guilt. "No one."


    "Is that so?" Debra said coldly. "I advise you, if you don''t want to be kicked out, watch your mouth. If there''s a next time, I''ll teach you a lesson."


    "You can''t scare me," Stanley scoffed. "You''re divorcing Juan. Who''s left to protect you? If you''re smart, go find Juan and plead with him. Maybe you could be his wife for more days."