Chapter 400
Henry parted the son of people, areating a path for Debra and Juan.
“Come with me,” Juan said, striding towards the exit.
Henry nodded at Debra, urging her to go. She took a deep breath, steeling herself, and trailed after Juan.
“What do you want?” Debra’s voice was as sharp as a freshly honed blade.
She had hoped to leave Juan in her rearview by coming to Potter Entertainment, but here he was, like a bad penny.
“Let’s talk in the car,” Juan replied, opening the passenger door for her.
Debra hesitated before sliding in, knowing that Juan’s investment was no small potatoes. Henry’s smiles earlier said it all.
She had recently dealt him a blow via the McKinney Group, but he had bounced back like a cat with nine lives. There was more to Juan than met the eye, and she intended to find out what.
Debra buckled her seatbelt, bristling when Juan reached over to help.
“I can do it myself.”
“Alright.”
The air in the car crackled with tension. In the end, Debra broke the silence.
“What do you need?”
*Today’s your birthday.”
“Is it? I hadn’t noticed.”
She could hardly remember when she celebrated her birthday last time.
Birthdaye had lost their luster after her parents passed. As the sole heir to the Frazier fortune, she was expected to mark the day with grand celebrations, but the tradition had died along with her parents.
She looked out the window, and Juan added, “In the past, I didn’t make a big deal out of your birthday. This year, I’d like to…”
“Mr. Nichols, before we were just engaged.” Debra cut him off.
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In the past, she would eagerly follow Juan around, but he avoided her with various excuses. She was aware but still foolishly pursued him.
She clearly remembered, in her past life, that Juan had refused to spend her birthday with her. The following year, when Shelia wa studying abroad, Juan canceled work to be with Shelia on her birthday.
That was when Debra realized that excuses were just excuses. If he truly cared, there wouldn’t be so many obstacles.
In her past life, Juan had given all his affection to Shelia, and she doubted his recent claim of never liking Shelia.
The car pulled up to an amusement park, not the fancy restaurant Debra had expected.
She turned to Juan, bewildered. “What are we doing here?”
“I thought you might enjoy it.
“This is boring.”
Debra turned on her heel, but Juan called after her, “This investment is worth one
billion, Debra. Let me celebrate your birthday properly today, and I’ll have Joe finalize the deal.”
