Debra barely glanced at the list before turning to Randy.
"Got a hammer in the trunk?"
"Yeah, why?"
Debra walked straight to the trunk, pulled out a hammer, and headed back.
Then, right in front of everyone, she hit the glass doors with the hammer and eventually smashed them.
Randy gasped, impressed by her courage and sad about losing no money. Meanwhile, the smile on Joe's face faded away.
Finally venting her anger, Debra tossed the hammer aside, pulled a checkbook from her purse, scribbled an amount, and handed it to Joe.
"Take it and return the balance," she said nonchalantly, turning to Randy. "Let's go."
Randy swallowed hard, still reeling from the shock about her temper. Then they drove off, leaving Joe standing frozen in place.
By the time they got back to the ward, Marion was already inside.
The anesthesia had worn off, and Drake's face was bloodless as he lay on the bed. It was almost a miracle that he came around so quickly despite the severe injury.
"How did things go?" Marion asked.
"Juan was re-elected as CEO of the Nichols Group," Debra replied as she sank onto the sofa. "By the time I got there, the shareholders' meeting was over."
Randy chimed in, "But we didn't walk away empty-handed. Debra smashed their front doors. Juan's first task as CEO won't be handling company affairs but fixing them."
"Sit down," Debra snapped, glaring at him. "It's already a mess. No more fuel to the fire."
Drake deflated, sinking back onto the bed.
Marion asked, "Did Juan admit to it?"
"No," Debra replied. "But that's exactly why I suspect him."
"That's right," Randy echoed. "No one admits to doing something shady."
He glanced over at Drake and added, "Well, except Mr. Lowe here. He loves letting the whole world know when he's up to no good."
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