CHAPTER 212
“Grandma, don’t worry about the company. I’ve got everything under control,” Juan replied steadily.
His tone was serious, and the more he projected an air of calm, the more Melody felt a gnawing sense of
unease.
She trembled, shouting, “Nichols Group is your grandfather’s business. If it collapses on your watch, how am I supposed to face him after I’m gone? Are you out of your mind, Juan?”
Juan glanced at Debra, who was sitting there quietly, sipping her tea with an air of detachment.
He maintained his composure, replying, “Grandma, Nichols Group isn’t going to collapse. We’re just facing some losses. It’s not as bad as you think.”
Debra couldn’t help but smile to herself. Nichols Group had likely never seen such significant financial losses in its history. Juan’s calm demeanor was a façade, bolstered by the family’s deep pockets.
Melody seemed to find some solace in his reassurance. When she looked back at Debra, her earlier hostility had dissipated. She said, “Since you know the company isn’t doing well, you should support Juan. That’s what a wife is supposed to do. Do you understand?” Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.
Debra lowered her gaze. “Grandma, I came back to the Frazier family to help Juan. So, don’t worry. Even if I’m not home, my heart is with him.”
Melody nodded in satisfaction. “Good! I didn’t misjudge you after all.”
Debra made no further comments.
Melody continued, “Seeing that you two are so united, I want to enjoy some family time as well. So, I plan to move in starting today and help with the household matters. Juan, what do you think?”
Juan frowned. “Grandma…”
Before he could protest, Melody turned to Debra with a knowing look. “Debra, what do you think?”
“If you want to stay, of course, you’re welcome. It’s just that both Juan and I have been away recently, so we might not be able to take care of you as much as we’d like,” Debra replied.
Melody waved a dismissive hand. “It’s fine. We have servants. This house is too empty. Usually, only Sophie is busy around here. I’ll bring a smart and capable maid to take care of me. You two–can focus on your work, and when you come home in the evening, I’ll make sure she has dinner ready for you.”
Debra understood the subtext. Melody was hinting at the need for a more attentive presence in the house, someone to fill the void left by Debra’s frequent absences.
In her past life, such a suggestion might have sparked anxiety, but now, Debra felt nothing. She no longer
cared if Juan had any connections with other women.
She replied with a smile, “With everything planned, just move in.”
Juan frowned, not expecting her to agree so readily.
Melody beamed with delight. “Then I’ll have Sophie start packing my things. You two can go on with your lives. As long as I can make you comfortable, I’ll be happy.”
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Melody insisted on moving in that very night. Debra headed upstairs without another word. However, her belongings had long been moved out, leaving only a few basic items to give the appearance of habitation.