Bella woke up the next morning in the hotel room, roused by her work-day alarm.
Seeing the unfamiliar surroundings, she finally remembered that she had been out for a late-night dinner and drinks with Debbie, plotting to seize the position of the Blake family matriarch.
Debbie seemed to have... agreed?
And she also seemed to really approve of her as a future daughter-in-law.
Bella immediately jumped out of bed.
"This is great!"
She had been worrying about how to get Debbie on her side, but unexpectedly, a round of drinks settled everything.
This was perfect.
Of course, Bella would never have dreamed that Debbie had zero interest in being the matriarch of a wealthy family.
What wealthy matriarch had the kind of freedom she did?
She could go home when she wanted and stay out and play wherever she pleased when she didn't.
As long as she had enough money, she could gamble, drink, smoke, curse in the streets, and even hire male models to blow off steam.
Could the matriarch of a wealthy family do any of that?
She had seen through it all long ago.
Besides, she was still young. How old was that old man Blake?
Other than money, what else could he give her?
Debbie had a clear vision for her own future, and it wasn't something Bella could change with a few persuasive words.
Naturally, she wouldn't reveal her true thoughts to Bella.
However, ever since receiving the thirty million dollars, Debbie felt she could play along with Bella's words and make the little girl happy.
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