"Take a guess," Debra grinned.


    Jordan sighed, "If you''re just looking for some fun, I won''t stop you. But you can''t go overboard, alright?"


    Debraughed, seeing that he was taking it seriously.


    It seemed that in just seven days, her reputation in Seamar City had be quite something. Word had spread that she was a flirt and was slowly letting


    herself go.


    Several partners were even trying to push male artists into her arms.


    She didn''t see this as a bad thing. No one could resist handsome boys. That was right up her alley.


    After Jordan left, Ben called.


    "Madam, we need to transfer another sum of money overseas today, about 30 million dors."


    "Send it."


    "But in just seven days, we''ve already transferred 70 million dors."


    Though it was Debra''s decision, 100 million was no small amount for thepany.


    "Do as I say. Don''t tell anyone about it. If we can''t pay it back by the end of the year, I''ll cover it myself."


    "Yes, ma''am."


    Debra hung up the phone and pulled out the IV needle from her arm.


    She opened the door, ready to leave, only to find Drake standing there.<fn363f> Discover more novels at find~novel</fn363f>


    "Who told you to get out of bed? Didn''t the doctor say your injury was serious, and you can''t get up for a while? Go back to bed."


    "I knew you''d be running around."


    Debra had fainted earlier, and Jordan had been worried sick. The noise outside had been so loud that even the noise-canceling headphones hadn''t helped.


    Drake noticed her pallor and stepped forward. Debra instinctively stepped back until she reached the bed and tumbled down.


    Drake walked over to the IV drip, expertly re-inserting the needle into her arm. Debra winced in pain and sucked in a sharp breath.


    "Stay in bed. If I catch you sneaking out again, I''ll strangle you," he said.


    If this had been when she first met Drake, maybe she''d have been intimidated.


    But now, she didn''t believe for a second that he would hurt her.


    "I have something important to do."


    "Is it about the nightclub overseas?"


    "How did you know?"


    Debra was surprised. She hadn''t told anyone about her n, not even Jordan.


    "I figured it out when you asked about For Peace the other day. That isn''t a job for women. But if you beg me, I could help you out," he said. "Since you saved my life, I''ll let you off this time."


    Before she could respond, he added, "Just focus on your recovery. I''ll take care of


    it."