Gentle Wife is a Real Divine Being 348
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Chapter 348

The gate of the Potter Mansion was flanked by two rows of guards. The car was waved through and glided directly into the garage. The residence was a fortress of security, tucked away in an almost deserted area where her arrival from the police station would go unnoticed.

โ€œThis way, please.โ€

The butler led her up the staircase to the second floor. She recalled that this level was usually off-limits to visitors, and she was surprised to find herself in a row of guest suites that rivaled any luxury hotel.

โ€œIf you donโ€™t like the layout of the room, Iโ€™ll have them rearrange it.โ€

โ€œNo need. I like it very much.โ€

She looked around the immaculate space, her eyes widening in awe. The butler nodded. โ€œAlright. If you need anything, just press the button by the wall, and someone will come to assist you.โ€

โ€œThank you.โ€

Once the butler left, Debra took a moment to explore her surroundings. The dรฉcor was not only elegant but also strikingly clean, as if everything had been meticulously arranged just for her. A faint fragrance of tea was refreshing.

She pulled out her phone, her fingers hovering over the chat with Marion. She hesitated, wondering if Marion, who was abroad, could have played a role in her rescue. Given Marionโ€™s relationship with Andrew, it seemed plausible.

Just as she was lost in thought, a soft knock echoed through the room.

โ€œCome in.โ€

The door opened to reveal a bodyguard wheeling in Andrew. Dressed in a crisp white shirt, Andrew looked a bit pale but otherwise refined. โ€œI hope Iโ€™m not disturbing you.โ€

Debra shook her head. โ€œOf course not. I want to thank you for getting me out.โ€

Andrew said calmly, โ€œI didnโ€™t mean to disturb your rest, but my people found something that I thought you would want to know.โ€

โ€œIs it about the shortfall?โ€

โ€œYes,โ€ Andrew confirmed, but Debra read something else in his gaze.

โ€œIs it related to my family?โ€

The Frazier Groupโ€™s accounts were intricately linked to the Frazier family, and she dreaded the thought of any involvement. She didnโ€™t want to suspect her family, but the shortfall couldnโ€™t have happened overnight. The people she had offended, or those wanting her downfall, didnโ€™t have the means to tamper with the accounts. Pedro had confirmed the truth of this; it wasnโ€™t a deliberate fabrication.

โ€œTake a look at this,โ€ Andrew said, handing her a document. The cover was marked with the Potter familyโ€™s seal. Debra opened it to find a thick stack of papersโ€”promissory notes and IOUs, stained with dirt and blood, some yellowed with age. Each one was carefully preserved in a clean plastic sleeve.

As she flipped through the pages, a chill crept up her spine. All the signatures and seals belonged to one person: Ralph.

โ€œUncle Ralph?โ€ Debraโ€™s voice trembled.

She had never known about this side of Ralph, not even in her past life. He had never hinted at any gambling connections.

Andrewโ€™s voice was measured, but his words cut deep. โ€œMr. Frazier wasnโ€™t good at managing. In fact, when you joined his family and the family assets, the Frazier Group was in deficit within three years. If it werenโ€™t for your familyโ€™s solid foundation, the company might have fallen apart long ago.โ€


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