Marion fell silent. "I wasn't in Seamar City back then. No idea what happened."
Debra frowned, troubled. Marion's eyes dimmed.
"Let's go home."
"Okay."
Half an hour later, we were back at the Potter Mansion.
"What? You're not the Frazier family heiress?" Garland's jaw dropped.
Liza smacked his arm. "Seriously? Someone named Vickie popped up claiming to be the real heiress. No one said Debra isn't."
"Oh," Garland exhaled in relief. "So, that chick is a fake?"
"Fake," Debra said firmly.
Liza tilted her head. "Why are you so sure? What if she's legit?"
"Girl, you're smarter than this." Erica rolled her eyes. "It's an obvious scam. No one's buying it."
"Then why bother?" Liza pouted. "If everyone knows she's fake, why embarrass herself?"
Marion chimed in, "That title gives them grounds to pursue the treasure."
Debra nodded. "Next, I think they'll use Vickie to rally support. Play the long-lost heiress reclaiming her birthright angle. Old partners of my parents will flock to her, or to be precise, the Nichols Group."
Erica snorted, "Lost heiress returns to claim her throne. What a show!"
Garland scratched his head, regretting not learning anything from Juan except handstand.
He struggled to keep up with the conversation. "But... If she's fake, why would anyone team up with her?"
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