Once she was absolutely certain Bella had locked the door, Debbie finally crept out from her hiding spot.
She tiptoed toward the entryway, her gaze practically burning holes into the back of Bella's head.
She had clearly heard Lucas's desperate plea, fully believing that Bella had slept with the escort.
The thought of her son marrying a woman like this made Debbie's blood boil.
This woman was an even bigger slut than she was!
What kind of terrible karma had her son racked up to end up married to this filthy slut?
Bella quickly caught the disdainful glare Debbie was shooting her, and her temper flared.
Her eyes narrowed dangerously as her hand hovered over the doorknob.
The threat was obvious: One twist, and the men outside will find you.
Debbie immediately swallowed her pride. She snapped her head in the other direction, too terrified to make another sound.
Satisfied, Bella let her hand drop.
After a few moments, the commotion in the hallway faded. Bella checked the peephole again to confirm the enforcers were gone.
She walked back to the living area and collapsed onto the sofa.
Letting out a massive sigh of relief, Debbie instantly unleashed her venom. "You shameless little slut! You knew Lucas was my toy boy, and you still dragged him to bed? If I knew you had touched him, I wouldn't have gone near him! Absolutely disgusting. Gross!"

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