Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 701 - チャプター 710

Debra rolled her eyes, but she couldn't hide her excitement.Shelia had been thoroughly humiliated in front of everyone, and by now, she was probably cursing them with every breath she took.Erica exchanged a glance with Randy. Erica asked, "So, what do we do now?""These lovebirds are clearly in their own world. I say we leave them to it," replied Randy.They had stood there silently through the whole fiasco, not even getting a word in edgewise.Ben approached them. "Mr. Houston asked you both to head upstairs."Randy raised an eyebrow. "When did he say that? I thought he only had eyes for Debra.Marion used to be a straight-laced businessman. Now, he was like a peacock showing off.They had prepared things the entire morning, only to create a stage for him to tear apart Shelia.Ben tried to soothe him. "Well, Mr. Houston has something important to discuss with you.""Okay, I'll do him the favor." Randy nodded.Upstairs, Debra looked around the cleaned office and sighed."

If the branch office collapsed, Edgar would lose even more money."Sir, we have a situation on our end too. I was going to ask you for more funds.""What?""You requested ten billion in funds a few days ago. Now, some of Flesta's projects are coming to a halt. Our investors and partners are demanding their payments. I've been delaying them as much as I can, but if we don't get the funds soon, the company might collapse. If this situation lasts more than three days, you know what the consequences will be.""Why the hell are you telling me this now?""I did try to tell you earlier, but you said it wasn't urgent.""Enough! I don't care how you do it. Those projects cannot stop, and I need my funding immediately."Chace sneered inwardly. No one would lend them so much money, and neither would the banks.Edgar was desperate, and desperate men were easy to manipulate.Chace came up with a plan."Understood.""By midnight, I want answers."Chace glanced at the clock. There was bar

Edgar rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on. "Fine. If that's what it takes, I'll accept the loan."Chace sneered inwardly but kept his face neutral."Sir, the loan has strings attached.""What? Unbelievable!""There's always a catch.""What's the condition?""It's a personal loan from Tracy. He wants to make peace with you. In exchange for the loan, you can't go after Oscar anymore. Also, the interest rate will be higher than what we'd get from a bank. If you agree with these, he will lend you the money. If not..."Edgar didn't finish his words, believing Edgar had gotten the picture.Tracy was eager to end the feud between them, probably realizing that the Odom family wasn't easy to deal with. He was willing to meet Edgar halfway."Well, Tracy knows how to pick his battles. If the interest rate is a little higher, so be it. We'll bounce back quickly once we get things moving again."Chace stifled a laugh at Edgar's misplaced confidence. "You're absolutely right,

Melody and Shelia stood close together, the picture of a doting grandmother and her beloved granddaughter.The sight of either of them was enough to disgust Erica, and now they had appeared together."What are they doing here?" she muttered with annoyance.The manager quickly explained, "I've heard that Mr. Nichols is also getting engaged. I presume they're here to select dresses."Erica frowned. "There are only so many high-end boutiques in Seamar City, and we just had to run into these two. Talk about bad luck."Debra shook her head. "Bad luck? I'd say they're here to stir up trouble."It didn't feel like a coincidence at all. Seamar City had plenty of boutiques, yet they had shown up at the same place and on the same day.It seemed more like Shelia had intentionally found out where Debra was going and brought Melody along for support.A staff member placed rows of dresses in front of Shelia. "Mr. Blair, these are our latest products. Feel free to take your pick."Shelia hel

Over the past few months, Shelia had immersed herself in the world of fashion, thanks to her time with the Blair family. She now had a decent grasp of fabrics, styles, and trends.When the staff member handed the chosen fabric to the manager, the latter asked, "What style did Mr. Blair choose?"The staff member replied, "She hasn't chosen a style yet, but we're about to show her some options."Debra glanced at the satin and said to the manager, "Didn't she say she liked the dress I'm wearing? Just show her my style."The manager hesitated. "But the gown you're wearing is a fishtail design. If we use the stiff silk satin she chose, it might not work well."Debra's gown was made from soft chiffon, which flowed beautifully and accentuated the fishtail shape. Shelia's satin, on the other hand, was stiff and not suited for such a delicate design."Well, that's what she requested," Debra said. "Maybe we think it won't look good, but who knows? She might think otherwise. Besides, the cu