Chapter 1870

That afternoon, Debra waited for Erica's update. Read complete version only at f͟i͟n͟d͟n͟o͟v͟e͟l͟.net

Clutching her phone. She anxiously paced back and forth in the second-floor

hallway.

"Miss Frazier, you okay?" a maid asked, noticing her restless circling.

"Nothing. Just stretching my legs," Debra fibbed.

"If you want to stretch, try the garden. Mr. Andrew Potter is not coming home for dinner tonight. Eat whenever you're hungry. I'll have the kitchen whip up whatever you like," the maid said.

"Not coming home? Is he at some business thing?" Debra asked.

Andrew rarely handled social events himself. His team usually covered those. It was rare for him to miss dinner.

"I'm not sure. I'll get the kitchen started," the maid said, dodging the question.

Debra's suspicion grew. Something was up.

She crept downstairs. In the kitchen, two maids prepped dinner, chatting.

"Heard Mr. Andrew Potter is meeting Miss Howell tonight. They haven't seen each other since college, right?"

"Miss Howell had a huge crush on him back then. Did they ever date?"

Debra's heart tightened. 'College? Andrew had a girlfriend in college?'

She had never heard about that. She leaned closer as their conversation went on.

"They're at the Royal Grand Hotel, right? Wonder what's going on."

Debra thought fast, then texted Erica.

[Can you take me to the Royal Grand Hotel? Andrew is having dinner with a woman.]

[I'll be there in ten minutes.]

Erica ditched her company chaos, speeding down the road.

Soon, Debra was in the car. She asked, "How did you get here so fast?"

The drive from the Mathis Group headquarters to the mansion took at least half an hour, but Erica cut it to 15 minutes.

"You know, I floored it and ran a few red lights."

"That's dangerous. Don't do it again."

"Quit yapping; let's move." Erica gunned the engine. "I looked into Sherry Howell's background. She and Andrew were classmates at college. She was second in their class, and Andrew was first. She had a huge crush on him, even confessed to him publicly."

"What happened then? Did they date?" Debra asked, her heart racing.

"No clue," Erica replied. "But back then, everyone thought they were the perfect couple. Even now, the college still talks about them."

Debra's face paled. "No. I have to do something."