Semua Bab Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right: Bab 1731 - Bab 1740

Ben hesitated. "For real? They're still hurt.""Yeah, do it," Debra said.The pair in the room perked up, itching for something to do. Then their phones started pinging.Their smiles faded when they saw a barrage of documents, including contracts, renewals, breach penalties from stalled businesses, financials, department summaries, layoffs, and the Illuminati spy probes.Erica's head spun. She looked at Debra, who had walked in. "All of these?""Yup," Debra replied. "The Illuminati hit everyone hard. Every company is in the same boat. Marion has been up before dawn at his company, hiring elites to lighten the load. Millions have been spent. Your company is not looking great either. Good luck with it.""Debra..." Erica whined.Debra plugged her ears and headed to Randy's room next door.He held his phone out like it was sacred. "I'm sorry, and I appreciate your hard work these past few days. My shoulder's still rough and might take a month or two to heal. My company will be depe

At the Houston Group headquarters, Marion slouched in the meeting room chair. The same tired lines droned around him.He cut in, weary. "Are you done?"The room went dead quiet. Everyone held their breath, stealing glances at him. "Guess that's a wrap," he said, standing up.He'd woken up on edge early in the morning. He didn't know why, but his heart had been racing.One guy jumped up. "Sir, there are other proposals." "If I've gotta micromanage everything, why the hell do I pay you?" Marion frowned. "Figure it out yourselves. I've got stuff to do."He walked out of the room, with his secretary trailing him. "Sir, the next stop is Osborne Group.""I'm heading back to Potter Mansion."The secretary blinked because a lot of issues were still waiting for Marion to address....Erica and Randy hunched over the living room sofa, buried in files.Beside their phones lay three laptops and two tablets.When Marion stormed in, they pounced like he was their lifeline."Thank Go

In the apartment, time crawled.Chace stared at Debra, who was sprawled motionless on the sofa.His mind rewound half an hour when he brought back some incense from the valley. It was a secret between them, kept even from Oscar.He wasn't sure if this was right, but back when Debra agreed to save the Odom family, she'd set terms.If she needed help, he'd jump in. No questions asked.In fact, when the cleanup job landed on him, he knew she'd planned it. She wanted the Illuminati's incense.When he had gotten it, he had warned her of its potential harm, but he knew he couldn't sway her.His only job now was to snap her out of it if things went south.The clock ticked. Cicadas screeched outside. Maple leaves glowed red.The campus buzzed with hyped-up college kids."Debra, someone's here for you." A voice faded in and out, yanking her back.A girl in a school uniform pointed at a woman by the gate.Debra blinked, realizing she had been zoning out.It felt like some hazy dream

The pressure hit Shelia like a truck. She could barely breathe.It had been just one day, but Debra was now acting like a different person. Shelia found it hard to believe."Not handing it over? Swallow them then," Debra said, grabbing a handful of rhinestones from the ground and gripping her jaw.Shelia yelped, pain shooting through her face."No!" She smacked Debra's hand away.The rhinestones scattered.She broke free and bolted, but some other people blocked the door. A few picked up the stones and closed in slowly."What do you want? This is illegal," Shelia thrashed. "Stay back! Let me out!"She was desperate to escape, but there was no way out."This is illegal confinement. If I file a complaint to your principal, you're all screwed," she threatened.Arcane Academy's rules were ironclad. Anyone who broke them would be severely punished. These rich kids would hate the shame if they got busted.Her words made them pause, and she added, "Just let me go, and I won't snitc

"I..." Debra had no comeback.That wasn't what she meant. She vaguely remembered some nagging question in her head, but she couldn't pin it down."You burning up or something?" Jordan reached for her forehead.She shot up, dodging like he'd zapped her.The room fell dead silent.She braced for a scolding, but Jordan just whacked her on the head. "Dodged well, but not quick enough."Instead of digging into her reaction, he led her out of the classroom.The familiar campus hit her hard. Two voices and two sets of memories were in her head.One said this place was pure joy. The other screamed cold, cruel vibes.One memory painted Arcane Academy as warm and cozy. The other did wall-to-wall bullying.The split tore at her brain."Are you just letting the bracelet thing slide?" Jordan chattered on. "Andrew gave you that, and you've always treasured it."She suddenly looked up. "Where is Mr. Andrew Potter now?""Mr. Andrew Potter?" Jordan parroted, weirded out. "Did you guys figh