Drakeughed, "Did you think that by stealing Tracy''s invitation, you could just waltz in here like you were invited?" "Stealing? No," Debra responded. "It''s for the President of McKinney Group, so here I am."


    Judgmental whispers then filled the air. The guests didn''t bother to hide their disdain.


    "She''s got some nerve to pose as Mr. McKinney."


    "She must have gotten in here on Tracy''s coattails. What a phony coquet!"


    Drake listened and smirked, "Did you hear that? It''s not that I doubt you, but no one here is convinced."


    "Sounds like you don''t believe me either," Debra countered.


    Suddenly, a group of bodyguards from the McKinney Group stormed into the room, forming two neat lines.


    Ben strode in and made his way straight to Debra''s side. "Everyone, allow me to introduce Ms. Frazier, President of McKinney Group. She''s been keeping a low profile out of respect for the Nichols family''s rules, but now that she''s severed ties with them, she''s ready to reveal her identity. Ms. Frazier has prepared a little gift for every guest."


    The bodyguards swiftly distributed documents to every guest. Confusion spread as people opened the files, their faces darkening one by one.


    Drake tensed up, noticing the sudden shift in the room, but Debra smiled, her voice sweet yetced with an underlying threat.


    "I hope you all like my little gift."


    One by one, the guests closed the files, their eyes darting nervously around the room. Fear reced the disdain they had shown moments ago. Debra watched, pleased with their reactions.Copyright N?v/el/Dra/ma.Org.


    In Seamar City, almost every business had skeletons in their closets, secrets they didn''t want exposed. These people hade to the party to curry favor with the Lowe and Eaton families.


    Aware of their aim, she had asked Ben to dig up their dirt and present it right here. It was a stark reminder that she held all the cards here in Seamar City.


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    "Looks like everyone''s pleased with their gift," she said.


    No one dared to make a sound.


    In the corner, Edgar, who had sneaked into the banquet, was down on his luck.


    After returning to Seamar City from Orkgate, he found himself broke and deeply in debt.


    As he reflected on the previous conversation with Chace about Tracy generously offering a loan, and now hearing Debra reveal herself as the President of the McKinney Group, it suddenly clicked. He had been duped by them.


    He found it hard to believe that Debra had concealed her true intentions so masterfully.


    The realization hit him like a tidal wave. His hands clenched into tight fists, his knuckles turning white. His downfall was solely orchestrated by Debra.