Semua Bab Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right: Bab 1621 - Bab 1630

Randy's jab lit a fire under Troy.He shot up, shouting, "No way! This has nothing to do with Miss Sharp. The Illuminati didn't ruin my family."He couldn't handle the truth."You take over," Debra said, turning to Marion.She'd talked herself dry and didn't want to waste another word.Marion stepped in. "Over the years, tons of companies that wouldn't join the Illuminati got taken out. When your family was falling apart, not one friend or relative stepped up. Why? As far as I know, your family had a solid reputation because you helped a lot of people. Plus, right after bankruptcy, your dad died of illness. You didn't suspect a thing?"Troy's mind flashed back. When his dad died, Lara was there at the hospital.In a white dress, she looked as pure as an angel. She was the only one who'd helped him in his darkest hour. There was no way she'd kill his dad.He couldn't speak, his throat clogged up. If this was true, then he had been serving his energy the whole time, even killing

"Yep, let's bounce," Erica agreed.She had never liked Lara, and knowing Lara was an Illuminati bigwig made her skin crawl.The four of them bolted from Orkgate that night, hightailing it back to Potter Mansion to tackle the dark web mess.Jordan set Randy up with a tricked-out computer room.Randy couldn't help but marvel, "Being rich has its benefits.""This website is for Illuminati members only," Debra said. "See if you can hack an account and snoop around without tipping them off."Randy rolled his eyes. "I thought it'd be some hardcore gig. This? Piece of cake.""That's not tough?""Nah, compared to the crap Marion made me do before, this is nothing."Erica whacked his head. "Quit yapping. How long will it take?""Half an hour, tops," Randy smirked. "Depends on their defenses, but I can crack any firewall."Erica, used to his cocky attitude, turned to Debra. "Give him half an hour. Why don't you two sneak off and get cozy? I'll holler when he's done."She winked, havi

"I didn't." Erica smacked his head. "Just focus on your business."Debra and Marion exchanged a glance. Then all four crowded around the screen."This site's got about ten thousand accounts," Randy said. "Not a huge number, but for a site like this, it's wild. If the Illuminati members are all rich folks, these users cover every big shot and nouveau riche out there. So, I hacked into one that doesn't log in much. Shouldn't raise any flags."They skimmed the site fast, hunting for clues."Look at this." Debra pointed.A powder listed on the homepage caught her attention, reminding her of the drug Drake had injected her with before.She frowned. "Drake shut down the production of this drug, didn't he? Why is it still floating around the black market?""No trademark on this stuff," Randy said. "Someone's probably cooking up a knockoff or the real deal and mass-producing it."He thought for a moment and added, "I remember when the Lowe Group developed this drug, they discovered it

Drake fell silent.That was how it should've been. He'd told himself over and over that it was just a deal.That was how he'd always rolled, turning everything into a transaction, and he wasn't really helping Debra and Marion.But now, they were up against the Illuminati. It was like ants versus an elephant. He couldn't just watch them march to their deaths and do nothing."Don't let anyone know about my deal with Andrew," he said. "Or else...""I know. I won't slip," Kale assured.Andrew had made it clear that they should keep their deal from Debra, and Drake wasn't planning to spill anyway....In the computer room, Debra and Marion walked in on Randy and Erica flirting.Erica jumped off Randy, yelling, "Why didn't you knock?""Yeah, that's rude," Randy echoed.Debra cleared her throat. "Uh, you didn't lock the door."Randy glared. "Marion, get her in line.""She is right," Marion said."Enough. Get to the point." Erica pinched Randy's arm.Rubbing the sting, Randy gru

"I'll go," Marion said. "You stay at Potter Mansion and rest. I'll check it out."Debra shook her head. "No. Mr. Eaton Sr. saved Michael because of Liza and her ties to me. If something's wrong, I can't stay back."Marion respected her choice. "Well then, we'll go together. If anything happens, we'll get each other's backs."Debra nodded, praying it was a fluke. But if Michael was the mole, she would confront him and find out if their two years of teamwork were just fake."You don't need to go overseas," a voice cut in.Jordan stood at the door, grim. "Just got word: the Eaton family is in chaos. Mr. Eaton Sr. had a sudden attack last night. He's being rescued in the hospital.""What about Michael?" Debra asked, trembling."He went missing," Jordan replied.Everyone knew what that meant. All eyes landed on Debra. Her eyes reddened, her body shaking. She didn't say a word, but the tension screamed."Debra..." Erica tried to comfort her, but nothing came out."I'm going over,"