Chapter 636
“Ms. Frazier, was that ring something important?” asked the maid.
Debra forced a calm expression, trying not to give away her emotions.
“It’s nothing. Just an expensive piece of jewelry. Since it’s lost, then forget it.”
“Well, I'm Lara. If you need anything, just letknow.”
“Do you know where we're headed?”
“We're returning to Seamar City. We'll reach the shore in about three days.”
That wasn't surprising. Drake must have business in Seamar City, and that meant Debra needed to find a way to
get word to Marion,
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The next morning, Debra awoke to the sound of knocking. The doctor had cto administer her medication
again.
Drake's order was clear. Debra should be cured within three days
So, every day, she was subjected to endless treatments: IV drips, injections, and pills.
After examining her, the doctor nodded.
“Starting today, you can eat solid food again. No more plain oatmeal. You need better nutrition.”
“Avoid eating fish, right?”
“Yes.”
“Well, I'm starving,” Debra said, turning to Lara, “Please prepare lunch for me.”
“Sure,” Lara said.
Before she could get out, Peter cin with a smirk.
“Well, well, Ms. Frazier. Giving orders like you run the place, huh? Don’t forget, you're just a prisoner here.”
Lara froze, unsure of what to do. Debra, however, kept her calm. “In that case, why don’t you go get me
something to eat instead?”
“What? Who do you think you are?” Peter snapped.
Debra’s gaze didn’t falter. “I'm someone your boss considers useful. Drake promised to treatwith respect.
Would you rather explain to him why you're defying his orders? Maybe you'd like to end up as shark food?”
Peter's sneer faltered. He knew all too well how unpredictable Drake could be. Grumbling under his breath, he
stormed out of the room.
Lara, visibly shaken, whispered, “Ms. Frazier, you shouldn't provoke him. He's close to Mr. Lowe and...”
“I'm not afraid of men like him. They're just lapdogs,” Debra said, leaning close to Lara. “Do you have a phone?”
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Chapter 636
Lara shook her head. “I don’t. No one on this ship is allowed to have electronics.”
Of course, Drake wouldn't be that careless.
Before Debra could say more, Peter returned with several maids.
But when the food was laid out in front of her, she could see oatmeal and pickles.
Debra set down her fork. “Is this all you're feeding me?”
Peter folded his arms. “What else do you expect?”
“The doctor said | need proper food,” Debra said calmly. “But | suppose you don’t really care aboutgetting
better.”
Peter's face twisted in anger, but he held his tongue. If it were up to him, he'd have already beaten her into
submission.