Fermin looked away, his ears turning red. "You look better than before."
"What do you mean by that?" Debra huffed.
"Keep your voice down."
"No way."
"I'm out of here."
Jordan quickly left the room.
Erica patted her shoulder. "Alright, it's about time. Let's head downstairs."
Debra pouted but soon realized she had a bigger problem.
"I can't walk."
"Huh? You've never worn heels before?"
Debra shook her head. She had focused on her studies and had no time for high heels.
"What should I do?"
"Just don't run around like you're wearing sneakers, okay?"
...
Jeffrey chuckled, "Debra was quite the talk of the town when she was born. I even held her once. Everyone said she had a blessed life ahead of her, even if she didn't want to run the company."
"I just want her to be happy," Gael replied. "Time flies. She'll be an adult soon, graduating and getting engaged."
"With Andrew, right? They make a great pair."
"Andrew said he'll respect her wishes if she wants to wait or finds someone else, but I think she can't live without him. She follows him like a shadow."
Juan listened with growing agitation. He had work to do, and his parents were always off on dates, leaving him to pick up the slack. He glanced at his watch, eager for the banquet to end.
Just then, the lights dimmed, and everyone's attention turned to the staircase.

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