The air crackled with unease, as if a single wrong move could ignite an explosion.


    All eyes were on Drake, waiting to see his reaction.


    Everyone knew how vtile Yvonne could be, and this situation felt like a lit fuse, poised to blow if not handled with care.


    Drake''s face clouded over. Yvonne noticed it immediately.


    Over the years, she had seen many sides of him, but never this one.


    Instinctively, she took a step back.


    Drake growled, "Kale, didn''t you hear me?"


    "I did, boss." Kale stiffened, turning back to Yvonne. "Miss Sharp, please leave."


    Surrounded by bodyguards, Yvonne understood the unspoken message. Drake was determined to protect Debra.


    "Fine! Don''t regret this," Yvonne spat before storming downstairs.


    The crowd on the first floor quickly averted their gazes, too afraid to even nce in her direction. Yvonne was an untouchabledy. Except for Drake, no one dared humiliate her like this.


    A ripple of whispers spread through the onlookers, all wondering about Debra''s identity.


    "Keep ying," Drake told Debra before heading back to the lounge.


    "Boss, are we just going to let Miss Sharp go like that? What if she causes trouble?" Kale asked, concerned.


    "Have someone keep an eye on her," Drake replied, tugging at his tie in frustration.


    For some reason, he had felt unusually hot and irritable since earlier.


    "Boss, are you alright?"


    "I just feel hot."


    "Hot?"


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    He became increasingly restless and abruptly stood up from his chair.


    "I''m going to the third floor."


    "Yes, boss."


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    With that, he hurried off.


    From her position, Debra noticed their sneaky behavior, her eyes following Hand until he headed to the third floor.


    Suddenly, footsteps echoed from behind her.


    "Focus," Drake said, his voice sending a shiver down her spine.


    She quickly refocused on the piano, terrified that he might notice something was amiss.


    Fortunately, Drake barely spared her a nce. He walked right past the piano and headed toward the elevator.


    Debra''s mind raced. Drake hadn''t gone up when he brought her here yesterday.


    Smelling a rat, she intentionally hit the wrong note and then winced in pain, clutching her hand.


    An attendant rushed over in concern. "Ms. Frazier, are you alright? Should I call a doctor?"


    "No need,"


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