Semua Bab Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right: Bab 341 - Bab 350

As Debra settled into her seat, Andrew slid a cup of instant coffee towards her.She glanced at the steaming cup and raised an eyebrow. "Wow, you really have it."Andrew took his seat across from her and began meticulously brewing his tea, seemingly uninterested in discussing the commotion downstairs.Debra, however, couldn't contain her curiosity. "Mr. Andrew Potter, you mentioned a disturbance downstairs. Was it caused by Shelia?"The Emerald Hotel was owned by the Potter family, and no one had dared to cause trouble within its walls.Shelia, not being part of their elite circle, was an exception to this unspoken rule. If an ordinary person had caused a scene, the hotel would have handled it discreetly.But Shelia was now practically a member of the Nichols family, and she was carrying Juan's child, which made it a different matter. Any repercussions would likely fall on the Nichols family."Shelia..." Andrew mused. "I don't remember that name.""You don't?" Debra was taken a

"Ms. Frazier, is there anything else?" Andrew asked."No." Debra shook her head."Then you can leave," Andrew said bluntly.Debra felt a mix of embarrassment and frustration. In front of him, she felt like an inexperienced schoolgirl.Across town at the Nichols family's house, a different kind of tension was unfolding.Melody slapped Shelia across the face, and the latter burst into tears."What's your problem? Who told you to make a scene at the Emerald Hotel? Do you even know what that place is? You brought this on yourself, and now you're dragging the Nichols family into your mess."Juan, sitting silently on the sofa, made no move to defend Shelia.Shelia, between sobs, tried to explain, "Mrs. Nichols Sr., Juan went to see Debra, and it was at a hotel. I just couldn't stand it."Melody sneered, her voice dripping with disdain. "When you climbed into Juan's bed, how could Debra tolerate it?"Shelia's face paled, the weight of her actions settling heavily on her shoulders.

As far as Debra remembered, the Frazier Group had never encountered financial scandals in her previous life.This sudden turn felt surreal and inexplicable."Ms. Frazier," Ben called out, rushing towards her with a helpless expression.Debra shook her head, signaling him to stay calm. Given the circumstances, she knew she had to cooperate with the police to prevent the situation from escalating. She was determined to clear her name and prove her innocence.As she was escorted out, news outlets began reporting her arrest for embezzlement and misappropriation of funds. The public, who had once championed her yesterday, now turned against her with astonishing swiftness.The comment sections were flooded with vitriol.[Rich people are never clean. No wonder her husband wants a divorce.][They say she embezzled billions. She'll probably be in prison for life.][Rumor has it she was involved with many men during her marriage. She's not a good person.]...The negativity was overwhe

Debra's eyes turned cold. "I understand what you mean, Mr. Hardy, but whether or not I am involved in corruption or illegally transferring company assets, your people should be able to find out, right?""We're still investigating. For now, please bear with us for a few days.""A few days? It seems you do think of me as a criminal.""Not at all. We're just following procedures. I'll figure out a way, I promise.""I won't make things difficult for you. Since your people are having such a hard time investigating, let my people handle it.""Well...""Finding evidence is all that matters, isn't it?"Pedro sighed. "You're right. I'll contact your people now. As long as we can find evidence and cover up that missing money, you should be fine."Debra didn't respond, her silence serving as a tacit agreement.Pedro hesitated before adding, "There's one more thing.""Is there more bad news that you haven't told me?""It's Miss Mathis. She's been causing a commotion outside, wanting to

Debra stared at the mountain of debt, her eyes widening as she took in the staggering figures. What had started as a few thousand had snowballed into hundreds of thousands, then millions, and finally tens of millions.Each page was a huge debt, a testament to Ralph's desperation. She could almost see him, hunched over a desk, signing away his soul one IOU at a time. These debts had been accumulating for four years.She looked up at Andrew. "You knew about these all along?""I had a rough idea.""So, you also know who reported me?"Andrew remained silent, but his eyes spoke volumes. Debra understood immediately. Who else could it be?In her past life, she had been a housewife, uninvolved in the Frazier family's business. Ralph had no reason to resent her.But in this life, she had taken control, changing the status quo and threatening Ralph's power. With the Frazier Group now under the McKinney Group's umbrella, an accounting of the past years' books was inevitable.The shortfal