Chapter 161
Debra was surprised. “Your birthday? You never mentioned it before”
Andrew interjected with a smile, “He has never cared for! days, nOT has he ever invited friends over. It’s late and inconvenient for you two to go home. Why not stay overnight at our place? You can leave after the birthday party tomorrow.”
His gaze held a peculiar intensity that made Debra’s heart skip a beat.
The masquerade would be held tomorrow, and the badges had been delivered to all influential business owners.
She wondered if Andrew suspected her involvement with the McKinney Group. The masquerade was scheduled for the following day, and invitations had been sent to all influential business owners.
She quickly dismissed the thought, reassuring herself that she had been meticulous in concealing her identity. There was no way Andrew could know.
Erica chimed in, “I think that’s a good idea, Debra. If we’re at the Potter’s, Juan won’t dare call you back in the middle of the night or try to take you away by force. Let’s go.”
Debra nodded in agreement, her mind still preoccupied with the upcoming masquerade.
Jordan’s face lit up with joy. “I’ll have someone prepare the guest rooms. My house is spacious, and I’ll show you around tomorrow.” Debra had a feeling that Andrew seemed to know something.
She looked up and coincidentally met his eyes. They were unfathomable and seemed to hold eternal ice, making her feel uneasy.
As they arrived at the Potter family residence, Debra marveled at its
grandeur. They had been there before for the jewelry banquet, but with the hall cleared the sheer size of the house became apparent. The
Potters were a century–old clan, their wealth immense and their influence far–reaching
“Sir.” A maid approached Jordan.
“Are the quest rooms ready?”
Yes, as per Mr. Andrew Potter’s instructions. If Ms. Frazier and Miss Mathis don’t like the decor, we can rearrange it‘
Jordan was puzzled. “My brother instructed you to do this?”
Debra overheard the exchange, and a sense of unease washed over her. Andrew had ordered the rooms to be prepared in advance, which meant he had intended for her and Erica to stay the night.
But why? Her mind raced with possibilities.
She turned around and found Andrew sitting right behind her, his presence imposing.
She stumbled back, startled. “Mr. Andrew Potter.”
Andrew chuckled. “Relax, Ms. Frazier. I’m not a beast.”
“Yeah.”
But he was close to being one.
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