The office buzzed with the grand entrance. Even Shelia wore a shifting expression of disbelief.


    She was aware of Debra''s lineage, being the daughter of the Frazier family, but she never expected Debra to be at the helm of the Frazier Group.


    "Why? Didn''t Miss Miles inform them of my identity?" Debra stood before them, her smile radiant and confident. "I''m Debra, the daughter of the Frazier family and Juan Nichols wife."


    A ripple of shock passed through the room. All eyes turned to Shelia.


    ''If Debra is Juan''s wife, then what does that make Shelia? A mistress?"


    Shelia felt the weight of their gazes, her fists clenching in frustration.


    "Why isn''t Miss Miles saying anything? If there''s no issue, please have Mr. Tysone and talk to me," Debra said, handing the document to Ben. "I''m not feeling particrly generous today, so let''s put this contract on hold for the year." Meanwhile, Carole had been alerted by themotion. She strode up with a frown and sighed upon seeing Debra. "Debra, not again. Can''t your just do your job properly?"


    All eyes darted towards her, silently urging her not to say another word. Sensing something was amiss, she noticed Ben standing beside Debral and swiftly changed her tune. "Ben, are you here to discuss Mr. Austin''s contract? Please,e this way." Ben remained stoic. "I''m not here to discuss the contract. That''s for Ms.


    Frazier to do with Mr. Tyson."


    Carole looked around, confusion written all over her face. "Ms. Frazier?


    She is here?"


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    Ben gestured towards Debra. "Here he is."


    Carol looked over and saw Debra leaning against a workstation, her eyes gleaming with amusement.


    Carole''s jaw dropped. "This is Ms. Frazier? Debra?"


    Debra smiled sweetly, but there was an edge to her voice. "Miss Miles, I


    asked you to call Mr. Tyson for a talk. It seems you didn''t hear me. Should I repeat myself?"


    She had never been so aggressive before, but now Shelia felt the


    pressure.


    Shelia bit her lip, unwilling toply. Carole couldn''t offend either of them, so she volunteered. "I''ll go inform Mr. Tyson."Content ? copyrighted by N?velDrama.Org.


    "You''re the head of the nning department," Debra interjected smoothly. "We can''t trouble you with such tasks. Miss Miles, you handle


    it."


    Shelia''s expression darkened further.


    "It seems Tyson Enterprises isn''t very interested in working with Michael. Perhaps we should forget about the contract for this year.


    Panic surged through Carole. They had invested so much time and effort into this case. If they failed to secure this coboration, all their work would be for naught.


    She nudged Shelia, urging, "Come on, Shelia. Go inform Mr. Tyson."


    Despite her reluctance, Shelia felt the collective gaze of the office on her. With a stiff nod, she turned and left.


    The room fell silent once more, the atmosphere charged with a mix of awe and apprehension. None had imagined that the heiress to the Frazier family had been interning among them all this time.


    Now


    they were eager to clear their names. "Ms. Frazier, the things that happened just now were all Miss Miles''s orders. They have nothing to


    do with us."