This meant that all the Lowe Group''s dealings with these people were conducted in secret. Such secrecy. hinted at something shady.


    Debra was engrossed in her thoughts when a figure suddenly appeared, breaking her concentration.


    The man was dressed in a white shirt, his demeanor elegant and refined. Although he wore a mask, Debra instantly recognized him as Edgar.


    Fearing that Edgar might recognize her, Debra quickly hid to the side. Edgar was engaged in friendly conversation with the people around him, clearly not a first-time attendee at such parties. The guests here seemed quite familiar with Edgar, indicating that he had already established connections in Seamar City.


    "Mr. Odom, it seems your recent business ventures haven''t been going too well. Do you need our help?" one of the guests asked.


    "Just some minor issues. Once I return to Booton, I''ll be able to sort them out. Of course, I''m interested in coborating with the Lowe Group," Edgar replied, raising his ss with a smile.


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    Debra listened from a distance, confirming that the person conversing with Edgar was from the Lowe Group. However, she couldn''t determine the person''s exact role.


    Just then, Edgar seemed to notice something. His gaze shifted towards Debra. She instinctively averted her eyes and turned her back to him..


    Edgar frowned slightly. The man next to him noticed his gaze fixed on a distant white figure and tapped his shoulder. "Mr. Odom, who caught your eye this time?"N?velDrama.Org ? content.


    "No one," Edgar replied casually.


    The middle-aged man scrutinized Debra''s back and said, "This woman looks a bit unfamiliar. She must be a neer in the entertainment industry. If Mr. Odom is interested, you can take her home tonight." "That sounds good. I''ve been wanting to try something newtely," Edgar responded nonchntly. Their conversation reached Debra''s ears, and she frowned.


    In her past life, Edgar had been devoted to Jade, but his current words seemed off.


    She


    quickly scanned the room. Most of the female celebrities were under thirty-five, strikingly beautiful, and elegantly dressed. They had entered the party with the confidence of queens, but now they werefortably nestled in the arms of older, sleazy men. Some even initiated kisses.


    The atmosphere was increasingly unsettling. Debra''s instincts told her it was time to leave.


    As she prepared to exit, a security guard blocked her path. "The manager said you''re to apany Mr. Odom tonight."


    His tone was firm and threatening.


    *I''m not apanying anyone. Get out of my way," Debra said coldly.


    Her defiance amused the two security guards. One of them grabbed her arm and said, "Who do you think


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    you are, disobeying our rules?"


    "Rules? Your rules involve forcing clients to apany guests?" Debra challenged.


    "Clients? You''re just amodity. Don''t tter yourself. You''ll be apanying him for more than just drinks," the guard sneered.


    Debra wasn''t about to back down. She swiftly freed herself from the guard''s grip. Marion had taught her the art of using softness to ovee strength, and her recent practice had paid off.


    The guard, taken aback by her resistance and the p she delivered, grew furious.


    Debra hadn''t intended to cause a scene, but she couldn''t let these men take her away. The situation escted quickly, with the two guards attempting to subdue her. The surrounding guests watched in shock as Debra fought back.