"That's impossible. Debra would never do something like this. I know her." Erica stared at the news, her fingers turning ice-cold.
She used to regard the whole thing as mere argument. But now, it had escalated into a full-blown marriage crisis.
"I'm going to the Potter Mansion to see her," Erica said, turning to leave.
Randy quickly followed behind her.
The two of them drove straight to the Potter Mansion, which was still on lockdown.
When the security guards saw their car, one of them sighed and stepped forward.
"Miss Mathis, I've made it clear," he said. "Without Mr. Jordan Potter's approval, we can't let you in. Please don't make this harder for us."
"I'm not making things hard for you," Erica replied. "I just want to talk to Jordan."
The guard hesitated and finally relented. "Alright, please wait here. I'll report this to Mr. Jordan Potter. But if he refuses to see you, there's nothing I can do."
"Thanks," she said. "He won't dare turn me down."
Randy, who had been silent the whole time, stepped forward and patted her shoulder. "Don't be upset. We'll figure things out."
"I did." His answer was just as direct.
"And then? You're just going to sit back and watch them go their separate ways?" Erica pressed.
They'd all witnessed Debra and Marion's relationship evolve over the years. Debra wasn't just Erica's friend. She was family.
Erica couldn't bring herself to see them split over misunderstandings.
Jordan shrugged. "What could I say? Everyone stands on their own. You know what I mean. I won't interfere, but if they split up, I'll stand by Debra and protect her. I just hope you guys won't come and upset her again."
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