Semua Bab Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right: Bab 1151 - Bab 1160

Grover panicked. "Did my son offend you, Mrs. Houston?""Why don't we go inside and talk?" Debra suggested.Grover nodded eagerly and ushered Debra and her entourage into the house.Following behind Debra, Grover explained anxiously, "Ivan is young and ignorant. If he has offended you in any way, I hope you can forgive him.""It's not a big deal," Debra said casually. "He just cut my brake lines, punctured my gas tank, threw a lighter into it, and almost blew me up. That's all.""What?" Grover stumbled, nearly falling to the ground.That was a near-fatal offense."Get that brat down here," he barked, his voice shaking with anger and fear.The maid hurried upstairs to fetch Ivan. Moments later, he reluctantly came out, fidgeting at the sight of Debra."Get over here." Grover dragged him to stand in front of Debra.Debra rested her chin on her hand. "The car he messed with doesn't belong to me; it belongs to Mr. Lowe. He has a bit of a cleanliness obsession and doesn't like his

Debra came out of the study with the document and saw Ivan standing downstairs, looking lost."Ivan, you can start preparing lunch," she ordered. "But we always use fresh ingredients. You'll need to drive to the farmer's market three kilometers away for vegetables, then the seafood market 3.8 kilometers away, and finally the butcher five kilometers away for meat. Then come back and cook.""Oh, and after lunch, you'll have half an hour to clean up and do the dishes," she continued. "Then prepare our afternoon tea. At three, go buy ingredients for dinner. After dinner, you'll have an hour to clean up, prepare hot water for everyone, and heat the milk for bedtime. That should take you to around ten, which is when you'll need to start prepping for tomorrow's breakfast. The breakfast here consists of 12 dishes, so it might be a bit labor-intensive. You'll need to wake up at four to start preparing. I suggest you go to bed at ten."Ivan's brows furrowed. They had so many servants, but Deb

The call ended abruptly, leaving Ivan to stew in his thoughts.He hadn't intended to waste time on Debra, but since it was an order from his boss, he decided to play along.By noon, Ivan had prepared a lavish lunch. The table was laden with exquisite dishes—a far cry from the simple meals Garland had grown accustomed to at the Eaton Mansion.He shook his head, marveling at the luxuries Drake enjoyed.Garland watched Ivan meticulously arrange the plates. The kid seemed clueless that Debra was toying with him.Debra descended the stairs, supporting Marion. In the meantime, Drake and Kale came down from the other side.Ivan stole a glance at Marion and quickly looked away.Debra, on the other hand, surveyed the table and commented, "Well done, Ivan.""Thank you, Mrs. Houston. I'll get back to work," Ivan replied, dutifully returning to the kitchen to clean up.Garland clicked his tongue. "Using a kid as a servant. That's a bit cruel."He sympathized with Ivan, who seemed to be a

With his guilt over Marion's injury, Drake would ensure Debra's safety.Marion smiled, "Yeah. You're right."Debra nestled against his chest. "When do you think we'll live a peaceful life?"Every day was a constant battle. It was exhausting. She could only find a moment of peace when she was with Marion.She added, "I've been thinking a lot lately. If we were just ordinary kids, with our parents still around, friends by our side, and no backstabbing or life-and-death struggles, life would be so much easier."Marion reassured her, "Trust me, it won't be far ahead."Debra gave a small smile. "But deep down, you know as well as I do. If the mastermind stays hidden in the shadows, we'll never get close enough to them. Even if we don't provoke him, they'll come after us."Her voice dropped lower. "And when that happens, none of us—Randy, Erica, Andrew, and Drake—will come out unscathed."Clearly, whoever was behind all this was powerful. They were the cause of Marion's and her paren

"No," Drake refused flatly.It was not like he owed her anything.He added, "If you want people, ask Marion. I don't have any."With that, he turned to leave. Until he reached the door, Debra didn't call after him."Is this how you ask others for a favor?" Drake grumbled under his breath.Then he stopped in his tracks and looked back at her. "Fine. I'll lend you the people."Debra gave a grateful smile. "Thank you."Drake had a nagging feeling he'd been tricked. Yet it also felt like his softness gave her the opening she needed.He watched sullenly as Debra happily headed toward the living room.Kale emerged from the shadows. "Boss..."The sudden voice startled Drake. "When did you get here?""I've been here the whole time.""Then go prepare the manpower for Debra. Also, find out which hotel is housing that banquet. Have our people keep a close eye on things and tell the manager not to let any suspicious people slip in.""I've investigated the venue, and there's a catch."