Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 1001 - チャプター 1010

"Please, don't get me into this," Randy pleaded."I don't want to die," Erica echoed. "I'm still young."Debra peeked out. "Excuse me, is K that terrifying?"Randy and Erica nodded vigorously. When they realized plugging their ears wasn't helping, they finally put their hands down.Erica said, "Listen. Whatever this is about, let them handle it. As for K's identity, we have no idea.""And we're not curious about it," Randy echoed.Debra studied their expressions. "But you look curious."Marion chimed in, "We don't know K's identity, but Drake has been secretly working for K's organization all along. We couldn't find anything because they've been hiding their tracks."Randy frowned. "Hiding? How? Every listed company needs a business license and detailed records. All their information should be online."Debra explained, "When Marion mentioned hiding, he meant their identity was concealed. The company wouldn't be called 'K Group' out in the open. It's probably a conglomerate tha

Garland and Liza were dragged to the guest rooms on the third floor."Give me a minute. Your rooms will be ready soon," Erica said cheerfully, rushing to arrange things.Liza, dressed in her pajamas, glanced at Garland. "Are they holding us hostage here?""I'm not sure," Garland replied, glancing at Erica and Randy, who were enthusiastically directing the maids to clean up the rooms. "Probably not. They seem pretty friendly."Downstairs, Debra asked Marion, "Do you think the Eaton family is connected to K?""I'm not sure about the Eaton family," he replied, handing her a peeled orange slice. "But Garland and Liza? Definitely not."Debra took the orange and popped it into her mouth. "I don't know. It just feels strange that they came to Seamar City at a time like this. Garland, in particular, is acting like a different person from before.""Don't worry too much," Marion reassured her. "Now that they're here, Randy and Erica will keep tabs on them. Their every move will be under o

At the Potter Mansion, Debra watched the news coverage of Shelia's funeral on the TV.She glanced at Andrew and said, "Come on. Is this really necessary?"The volume was so loud it seemed like he had cranked it up just for her. She didn't know before that Andrew was so into gossip."Sorry, I just turned it on randomly," Andrew replied, deliberately turning the volume further up.The corner of Debra's lips twitched. "Is there something you want to say?""Strangely, Juan is not at the funeral," he replied, rewinding the footage a few times.Melody and others were present, but Juan was nowhere to be seen.Andrew added, "His wife's dead, and he doesn't even show up. Could the rumors be true? Did he kill her?""What are you talking about?" Debra was puzzled.Andrew turned to her and said, "You haven't heard? Maybe I shouldn't say more."Debra didn't buy his act. "Didn't you say that just for me to hear? Why don't you go ahead and tell me what is going on?"Andrew leaned back and

Debra paused. "I just saw Melody wearing a veil. Is she sick?""Well, not exactly," Sophie faltered. "She suddenly decided to have plastic surgery. Her face isn't quite presentable right now.""Plastic surgery?" Debra echoed."Yeah, something about anti-aging, tightening the skin, and removing wrinkles," Sophie recalled from her previous appointment booking.Debra couldn't help but laugh, recalling Melody's awful experience at the Eaton Mansion."Do you know which clinic she went to?" Debra asked."It's a pretty high-end place, costing six figures. I think it's called something like Victoria's." Sophie struggled to remember.She pulled out a business card from her pocket. "Here, this is the company."Debra took the card and glanced at it. The logo on it suggested that Victoria's Beauty was a subsidiary of the Lowe Group.She chuckled to herself, "Typical Drake's fraud business."She then said to Sophie, "Thanks. Can I keep this?""Yeah, but please don't let her see you here.

Drake was pissed off, but there was nothing he could do."Let me remind you," he said, "the person behind all this is after you, not me. I can stay out of it and be fine. You and Marion won't be so lucky."Debra countered, "Guess why they took your machines and who called the police on the docks. Do you really think this has nothing to do with you? You were smarter than this."Drake scoffed, "You think I'm clueless? That was just a disguise to mislead you. They are mainly after you. I have plenty of enemies, but none of them can beat me. If there were someone like that, I would've found out by now."Debra rolled her eyes. "Come on! Stop bragging. If you were so capable, you wouldn't be in this mess. You wouldn't have had to smash your machines and bring them here yourself."Drake was about to explode, but Debra continued, "If you're so confident, let's make a bet. Let's see who can find the mastermind first. What do you say?""You're on," Drake agreed.Debra extended a hand. Dra