CHAPTER 67
Shelia hurriedly explained, “Maybe she’s just playing mysterious. Who knows what she’s thinking? Anyway, let’s stop thinking about this and just eat.”
Carrie finally suppressed her doubts.
But Wendy smelled a rat. Not as naïve as Carrie, she didn’t fully believe Shelia’s words.
From Shelia’s reaction just now, Wendy sensed something was amiss.
“Let’s carry out our plan tonight,” she said.
“Yes! We’ll follow her. I’ll capture substantial evidence to show Jordan the true colors of that woman,” Carrie agreed.
But Shelia tumed even paler.
She had thought that after what just happened, Wendy and Carrie wouldn’t want to continue their plan.
But Wendy still proposed stalking Debra.
“Shelia, you’ll come with us, right?” Wendy probed.
Shelia forced a smile and said, “Of course, I’ve promised you. I’ll definitely go with you.”
Her unnatural smile only aroused Wendy’s suspicion even more.
Shelia was lying, but Wendy wasn’t sure what exactly Shelia had lied about.
As the sky darkened, Carrie stalked Debra, with Wendy and Shelia close behind.
Shelia was nervous, fearing that Juan might come to pick up Debra.
“I’ve checked. She lives off–campus. No one has seen her in any dorms,” Wendy said.
Her information was always accurate.
“If she doesn’t live in the dorms, she must commute,” Carrie sneered. “Probably because she can’t afford the fee. After all, it costs 20 thousand dollars a year–not something an ordinary family can easily afford. A call girl like her can only commute.”
Wendy stayed silent, while Shelia said, “Carrie, don’t talk about her like that. Everyone has their own hardships. Maybe she had no other choice.”
With this, she confirmed that Debra was a call girl, but her words stirred unease in Wendy’s heart.
Carrie was anxious. “Shella, you’re too kind! Why are you defending her? Have you forgotten her arrogant attitude in the cafeteria today?”
Shelia fell silent.
“Quick! She’s leaving. Let’s follow!” Wendy suddenly exclaimed, bringing their attentio This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.
back.
After Debra walked out of the school gate, instead of heading to the subway or bus stop, she walked towards a high–end residential area across the street.
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“Weird, where is she going?” Carrie asked, puzzled.
“Yeah, it’s this late. She can’t possibly be going home, can she?”
Under Wendy’s and Carrie’s puzzled gazes, Debra took out a card and swiped it to enter the residential
area.
Carrie, afraid of losing Debra, immediately ran up, but a security guard stopped her. “Hello, please show. me your residential card.”
“Residential card? I–I’m here to visit a friend.” Carrie had never heard of that.
“May I know which building your friend lives in? We’ll verify it over the phone.”
“No need to verify! The one who just entered is my friend,” Carrie lied.
The security guard started to scrutinize the three of them.