บททั้งหมดของ Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right: บทที่ 1461 - บทที่ 1470

"What about you, sir?" The attendant turned to Marion.He darted a cold look at her, and her following words died in her throat."Ladies, please follow me." The manager led Debra and Theda inside.Upstairs was a luxury presidential suite with a relaxing ambiance, a movie theater, and a top-notch design.Theda looked around, impressed. "This place must've cost tens of millions to build. The designers were probably brought in from the best. Mr. Lowe knows how to run a business.""This place is amazing," the manager smiled. "The therapist will be right in. Please make yourselves comfortable."Debra and Theda sat down in the massage chairs. Not long after, there was a knock on the door."Come in," Theda said.Six young, handsome guys in white shirts walked into the room. Debra's smile froze on her face."Dear guests, we're the therapists assigned to your session today," one of them said.Theda whispered to Debra, "Is this the special service Drake was talking about?"Debra rarel

In the end, Drake's face flashed in her mind."Drake Lowe!" She clenched her teeth.Drake sat up on the couch and sneezed loudly.Kale had just entered with a tray of ginger tea. "Boss, do you need to see a doctor? You might have a fever.""I'm fine. Don't make a fuss." Drake leaned back on the couch. "Just leave the tea here and go. I need to rest."His phone rang, and he answered impatiently, "Hello?""Drake, did you do this on purpose?" Debra demanded."What? Not enjoying it? This is our hottest service," Drake replied lazily. "If there's nothing else, I'm hanging up. Don't bother me."He ended the call, about to put the phone down when it rang again.Drake was irritated. "I said, leave me alone.""Mr. Lowe, it's been a while," a deep, eerie voice responded.Drake's eyes widened in shock, and a chill ran down his spine. That was unmistakably Jeffrey's voice.He held the phone away, noticing the call was from an unknown number.The caller continued, "See the black sedan

The footage stopped at this point because the surveillance cameras outside had been tampered with at some point.That black sedan was captured by a street camera a kilometer away. It was clearly headed toward the villa area, but the cameras within the area didn't catch any sign of it."I haven't seen this car before," Kale replied with a frown. "Doesn't look like one from this neighborhood.""Check the license plate.""Got it."Kale quickly recorded the plate number and began the investigation. In less than ten minutes, the results came back."The car is registered to Jeffrey," he said.Debra's mind reeled at the name. Even though she hadn't seen the body, many others had when Jeffrey was pushed out.The Nichols family had already prepared for the funeral. He couldn't be back from the dead again.Juan's earlier words sounded in her mind. "Things are not over yet."She quickly pulled out her phone and called Juan.The line went through quickly, and his voice came through, "Wh

Debra said, "Joe isn't afraid of death or jail. He is loyal to Jeffrey and committed to the Nichols family. The composure he demonstrated tells me something. Either he knows someone's coming to get him out, or he's just a die-hard follower.""What if it's the latter?" Marion asked."Then we have to gamble. I need your help to prepare a backup.""Got it."Debra and Marion walked out of the police station together.Pedro froze, then hurried up to their side. "Is it done? That was fast."Debra said, "Mr. Hardy, I'll need your help tonight."Pedro straightened up. "Just say the word. I'll do my best.""Someone is coming tonight. Aside from a police uniform, I'll need you to work with me and put on a show.""Sure thing. Let's do it.""Thanks, Mr. Hardy.""No problem. I'll get everything ready."...Soon, it was evening.Outside the police station, it was eerily quiet. Not a soul was in sight.Two officers escorted Joe into the interrogation room. Across from him sat Pedro."

Joe was dumbfounded.Debra continued, "Too bad, your master never planned to save you."Joe's head throbbed. He stepped back, ready to run. But as his head turned, he saw Pedro and that police officer, who were supposed to be both dead.They quickly came up to restrain him."You tricked me!" Joe growled, realizing it was all a trap to get information from him."Blame it on your foolishness." Debra shrugged. "Spill what you know, and I'll let you go. Otherwise..."Seeing his reluctance, she stepped closer. "Trust me. Your master won't save you. And the afterlife is far ahead. Why not treasure this one?""Are you really letting me go?""I'm a woman of my word. Tell me, and you're free.""Alright. I'll tell you."Joe leaned in and whispered something to Debra, who then arched an eyebrow."Where do you think he keeps Drake?""Orkgate.""Alright, you're free to go."Pedro was surprised. "Are you sure about this?""Let him go," Debra insisted. "He's of no use to us now."The