All Chapters of Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right: Chapter 931 - Chapter 940

"Sir, what should we do with these people? Should we get rid of them?" asked one of Marion's men.Debra cut in, "What?"Marion cleared his throat. "Don't talk nonsense. When have I ever taken care of anyone?""Huh?" The man blinked, confused.They always handled things decisively and left no loose ends."Tie them up," Marion ordered. "Hold them for now. And take care of the surveillance footage.""Should we smash the cameras?" asked the man.Debra felt helpless. "Seriously?"Marion shot his subordinate a glare. "Erase the footage. Who told you to smash anything?""I thought simple and brutal was the way to go," the man muttered, scratching the back of his head.Debra cast a sidelong glance at Marion. "Is this how you usually hold such things?"He put on an innocent look. "No, it's their approach, not mine."The denial was so swift and complete that his men all froze in disbelief. Usually, they only acted on Marion's explicit orders. Without his go-ahead, they wouldn't dare

Debra's lips tightened into a thin line. "Looks like I underestimated you. Turns out, you're not as dumb as you act.""Thanks for the compliment.""That wasn't a compliment."Drake's gaze flickered to where Marion held Debra's hand, his smirk fading away. "I have to hand it to you, Marion. If Debra had followed Lara upstairs just now, she would have been my hostage. I thought your time away from overseas might've dulled your edge, but you're just as annoyingly sharp as ever.""I'm flattered," Marion replied calmly. "After all these years, I still can't outmatch your underhandedness."Drake chuckled and perched himself on the armrest of a nearby sofa. "Well, let's skip the small talk. I don't like traitors, and you know that. If you hadn't shown up, I might've let this drag out a bit longer for fun. But since you're here, you're not leaving."Around the villa, his men were already in position, and Marion's special team was being held at bay.Marion glanced at his smug expression

"Alright," Garland said with a dramatic sigh. "Debra and Marion left the Lowe Mansion safely. They brought a whole entourage of a hundred or so people. The scene must've been wild. Too bad I wasn't there to score an exclusive scoop."Stuck there, he had to pose as Fermin. That was a waste of his talent and ruined his chance of becoming one of the top journalists on the international stage."By the way," Garland added with a grin, his tone growing nosy, "Debra's your ex, right? Why are you so caught up in her business? Shouldn't you be focusing on your current wife instead?"He scooted closer to Juan, practically vibrating with curiosity. "So, what is Shelia like? Is she gorgeous? I heard Debra was the top socialite in Seamar City. If Shelia managed to snag you in an affair, she must be even hotter, right?"Juan grabbed a piece of bread from his plate and shoved it into Garland's mouth. "If you can't talk like a decent human being, do me all a favor and keep your mouth shut."Garla

"But there's one thing I know. Drake kept me around as a backup for Yvonne. If something ever happened to her, I was supposed to step into her role and take over her duties," Lara said, looking at Debra. "It wasn't just Yvonne's beauty that drew those CEOs to her. What they really wanted was the thrill of sleeping with the Sharp family's daughter and Drake's fiancée. After all, on the surface, the Sharp and Lowe families were untouchable, but behind the scenes, those men were feeding their egos by having someone so far out of reach."Her voice dropped, her shame evident. "Honestly, I thought if I could take over Yvonne's position, I'd find a way to gather evidence against those people and expose Drake's crimes. But instead of putting me in Yvonne's place, he just dropped the Sharp family altogether."Debra folded her arms. "He didn't let you take over because he'd already decided to align with the Eaton family. Looks like you were just unlucky."Lara's lips trembled, her frustration

Debra pulled Marion's hand away. "Alright, no more talk like that."Outside, the night deepened. Lara stood at the gates of the Lowe Mansion, hesitating to enter.The security guards spotted her. "Lara?"Lara froze in place. Her first instinct was to run away, but a glance toward the shadows revealed Marion's men watching her intently.Caught between flight and surrender, she noticed a black car slowly emerging from the gates. Her gaze drifted to the figure in the back seat, and she stopped cold.'Juan? What is he doing here?'Before she could make sense of it, Kale, who was escorting Juan out, noticed her presence.He demanded, "What are you doing back here?"Lara was startled and instinctively took a step back. Her face went pale as she stammered, "Mr. Mclean, it's Marion and Debra. They sent me back.""Sent you back?" Kale was skeptical. "Come inside.""Okay." Lara paused and explained urgently, "I didn't tell them anything. They brought me back and left."Kale didn't eve