บททั้งหมดของ Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right: บทที่ 1471 - บทที่ 1480

"Let's go." Marion led Debra out of the church.The street outside was empty, with only their people searching for clues."This church has been here for over a hundred years. It's right in the city center, and during the day, it's a busy spot and a cultural landmark," Debra mused. "I remember a few missing cases here. It caused quite a stir. Some people said this church was haunted by ghosts of those dead during the wars. Many paranormal investigators came for clues but left with nothing. Because it caused panic, they started locking down this street at night, and no vehicles were allowed in.""My people won't make a mistake," Marion muttered. "This church has to be one of their hideouts. I don't know how many more are there across the country."Debra started to think of those people at the Jovial Hotel. Their eyes were as cold as ice. The thought of them alone made her shiver."I have an idea. Do you remember the hunter game I went through with Liza at the Jovial Hotel?""I do."

"You don't know?" Lara was surprised. "Mr. Lowe came back a while ago but only stayed for two days. He left with a lot of documents. If it weren't for him to step in and clean up the mess, the city would still be chaotic."Debra chewed over her words, figuring Drake must have already realized something was off. His vigilance was impressive, and his intelligence had improved."Would you like to rest here for a couple of days?" Lara asked. "A lot of things have happened recently, but my place is safe enough. And there are other files you might want to check.""Thanks for your kindness, but we can't stay long," Debra declined.With Drake still missing, they couldn't afford any delay. His life might be hanging by a thread now.Lara didn't insist. "I understand. I'll have the files copied and sent to your phone.""Alright.""But there's a lot of material. It might take a while to review them.""It's fine."Before leaving, Debra suddenly turned back. "By the way, have you ever heard

"One terabyte?" Randy gasped. "What's up with Lara sending all these files to Debra? Did she just give us all the records of her family? How am I supposed to go through all this?""What can we do?" Erica shrugged, polishing her nails. "You're the only one here with top-notch computer skills."She paused, looking at him. "Don't worry. I'll stay here with you. Debra and Marion need to investigate Drake's disappearance. He's been missing for 24 hours.""Yeah, but seriously, this is too much," Randy grumbled. "How am I supposed to find a needle in this haystack? Did Lara do this on purpose to slow us down?""Come on. She's just trying to help.""Can't say for sure. Debra's sharp as a tack, but Lara tricked her twice. What kind of person does that?"Erica stopped polishing her nails. "You might have a point there.""Right? I bet she's hiding something.""Maybe, but Lara is Conrad's love daughter. Before this, she was under Drake's thumb. Without Debra's help and Drake's support, she

20 years ago, the streets overseas were cold.In the winter, people in slums died every day.They wore thin gray clothes, and when someone died, they'd strip the rotting coat from the body. Even if it wasn't cotton but just straw, it was enough to keep off a bit of the chill.His mother took Drake there illegally. She'd held him in her arms and squeezed into the bottom of the ship's hold, dreaming of reuniting with a man she'd once spent a few months with.But life there was far more complicated than they'd imagined. Drake still remembered how his mother had never even met his father. She'd been roughly shoved out of the gates by security.The villa was opulent, but those cold iron gates separated them from the life inside. That was not a place for people like them. They wouldn't even spare them a single dollar.Unwilling to give up, his mother yelled at the well-dressed woman inside, "Your husband and I have a child. He has the Lowe family's blood in his vines."She thought the

"Are you going to confess or not?"A sharp voice reached Drake's ears. Through blurred vision, he saw someone pick up the whip again.His lips curved into a faint smile. "Come closer, and I'll tell you."The interrogation had already gone on for a day. No matter how tough someone was, they couldn't hold out any longer.The henchman smirked and stepped forward. Drake's voice was barely audible, but he had to go closer."That thing is in hell," Drake whispered, suddenly breaking free from the ropes that bound him.In the next instant, he snatched the whip and wrapped it around the henchman's neck.Then, like the first time he killed someone, he pulled back with all his strength.Both times were life-or-death situations. Despite his struggles, the henchman couldn't avoid his fate. In less than a minute, his life was choked out.Drake slumped onto the ground, feeling drained. That knife was still lodged deep in his chest.Suddenly, light footsteps came from outside the room.Dra