All Chapters of Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right: Chapter 721 - Chapter 730

Debra lifted the lid of the gift box. Inside lay a sleek bank card with a small slip of paper showing the PIN."What's this?""Just take it. I'm a top-tier actor now. You think I can't afford a little gift like this?""Alright then, I'll accept it."Across the room, Marion caught her eye. He was dressed impeccably, his tailored suit fitting him perfectly, every strand of his hair in place. As he moved through the crowd, toasting guests with charming ease, he stole a glance at her. Their eyes met, and they exchanged a subtle, knowing smile.After tonight, Marion would officially be her fiancé.The thought filled her with a warm glow, her heart fluttering with excitement.But before she could fully savor the moment, a security guard hurried over."Mr. Andrew Potter had a fall as he was leaving. You should come quickly.""What?" Debra's face tightened with concern.Andrew always had his butler by his side. It was unbelievable he fell."Let's go check it out together," Erica sug

At the party, the host called out to Marion and Debra three times, yet neither of them appeared. An uneasy murmur spread through the crowd.Frowning, Caleb shot a sharp glance at the butler beside him. "Where are they?"The butler shifted uneasily. "I saw them just a moment ago..."Caleb's gut churned. "Tell the host to keep the guests calm. The rest of you, follow me.""Yes, sir."Next door, Melody was quick to catch wind of it.She stood on the second floor, overseeing a tense exchange between Shelia and Sophie, when the security guard entered with urgent news."Marion and Debra are missing.""Yes."She glanced at Sophie's scratched face and Shelia's disheveled hair. Her lips curved in a slow, smug smile.'If we're having a hard time, the Houston family won't have it easy either.' She thought.She broke the silence. "Sophie, do you know what kind of event this is? Get out and go downstairs.""Yes, Mrs. Nichols Sr." Sophie reluctantly left.Melody shifted her gaze to Shel

Debra jolted awake, her heart pounding in her chest. Darkness pressed in from all sides, an oppressive silence enveloping the room.Drake's mocking voice echoed in her mind. "Imagine Marion's reaction when he finds out I've taken you."Reality sank in like a stone. She flung the covers off, attempting to rise, when a wave of dizziness hit her hard.Drake had injected her with something on the plane. Whatever it was, it had drained her of every ounce of strength.Suddenly, the lights flickered on, flooding the room with a harsh brightness. Debra blinked rapidly, her vision slowly adjusting as she took in her surroundings.The room was massive and suffocating in its opulence, decked out in elaborate Baroque style. Complex carvings adorned the walls, and oversized portraits loomed down from above, making the air oppressive.A voice broke her trance. "Ms. Frazier, our boss has asked me to help you change clothes."Startled, Debra turned sharply toward the doorway. Her eyes widened i

Debra stared defiantly at Drake, whose eyes were filled with amusement.She scoffed, "A powerful CEO like you, resorting to something as crude as kidnapping? When word of this leaks out, your carefully polished reputation in Orkgate will crumble."In Orkgate, Drake was feared by all. But behind the impenetrable façade, Debra knew the truth. Drake was nothing more than a twisted man reveling in control and cruelty.Drake's smile widened. "Marion has done worse things than I ever have. Didn't he tell you? I guess he doesn't trust you enough to be honest. Or maybe he's afraid to show you his true colors."He plucked a rose from the table and added, "I wonder if you knew all of Marion's dirty secrets, would you still be so eager to become Mrs. Houston?"They had risen from the same ruthless underworld. Marion was just luckier than him.Kale touched his earpiece, his face tightening. "Boss, Marion's men are here."Debra instinctively shifted, her muscles tensing to rise. But Drake's

"Get in!" Kale shoved Debra into Drake's bedroom.The sharp scent of wine clung to her like a second skin. Her hair and clothes were stained, droplets dripping onto the floor.Drake stepped out of the bathroom. His white bathrobe hung loosely, and beads of water rolled off his damp hair.Debra's gaze flickered across his body, noting the scars etched into his skin. They mirrored what she had seen on Marion.Catching her stare, Drake smirked, "Enjoying the view? Want me to take it all off?"Debra snapped her eyes away. "No need. There's nothing worth seeing."Drake snorted, glancing at her bedraggled appearance. "You sure know how to make an entrance, don't you? Wrecked millions of dollars' worth of wine. Is this your way of trying to get me mad enough to kill you?""I value my life. Dying's not on my agenda.""Then what were you thinking, destroying my wine cellar?"His voice grew darker, his irritation palpable beneath the surface."So, tell me. How are you going to compensa