Semua Bab Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right: Bab 921 - Bab 930

"Miss Eaton, you are joking," Drake said. "Look around. She is not here."He leaned in slightly, his voice cool and deliberate. "If you don't believe me, feel free to search the place.""You must have hidden her somewhere," Liza snorted, turning to Bert. "Dad, you saw everything. This man here is unfaithful and despicable. I will never marry someone like him."Bert let out a measured breath, turning to Drake. "Liza is my dearest daughter. When I agreed to this marriage, it was because you seemed like a promising young man with sincerity. But now, it's clear that you're unfit to be her husband. Consider this engagement annulled."Drake tried to argue, "I...""There's no need to explain," Bert interrupted. "While this marriage won't proceed, business is another matter. To compensate for any loss of face this decision may bring to the Lowe family, I'll ensure our partnership remains intact."Drake's tense features relaxed into calmness. He had long grown weary of Liza's spoiled, ent

Debra casually sat down on the nearby sofa and poured herself a glass of wine."My clothes are wet. I can't wear them. Get me something new.""How did your clothes get wet?""I didn't take them off before getting in the bath."Drake was just about to ask more questions when he turned around and saw Debra acting as if she owned the place.Taking a deep breath, he asked almost existentially, "Are you even a woman?""Of course, I am. 100% certified," Debra answered matter-of-factly, glancing at him. "You have the nerve to watch me bathe. What do I have to feel embarrassed about?"Drake was stifled by her retort. A tight knot of irritation coiled in his chest, and he shouted toward the door, "Kale, bring Mrs. Houston a change of clothes."Debra chimed in, "Something lightweight, please."Drake laughed, though there was no humor in it. "You've got the nerve to make demands? Do you have any idea how expensive that dress is?"She flashed a sly smile. "Oh, come on. A man of your stat

Liza turned her head and took in their interaction."Drake, you're despicable!" Liza shouted. "Just a moment ago, you claimed Debra wasn't with you. Now you have the nerve to bring her over. I can see you have no respect for me."She raised her hand high, ready to slap Drake. Kale stepped forward and caught her wrist in an iron grip."Let me go!" Liza shrieked, struggling against his hold.But Kale stood his ground. Drake coldly stared at her, fed up with her arrogance.Now that their engagement was broken and Bert wasn't around, he saw no need to humor her anymore.Debra tugged at Drake's sleeve and whispered, "You've made your point and should let her go. She's still an Eaton."He turned to her. "You weren't so timid when you confronted me.""She's irrational," Debra said. "You're unlike her, are you?"Unwilling to quibble with her, he instructed Kale, "Let her go."Kale released Liza's hand, stepping back without a word.Liza turned to Drake, who wasn't looking at her w

Debra took a deep breath, trying to hide her worry. She couldn't let Drake suspect her relationship with Lara."Alright," she said nonchalantly, heading upstairs.But then, a sharp slap echoed from below. She looked back and saw Lara crumpled on the floor."What the hell?" she shouted.Drake shot her a cold glance. "Go on."Lara quickly spoke. "It's all my fault. Mrs. Houston, don't worry about me. I'll take whatever punishment."As Debra was unwilling to move, Drake signaled to Kale. "Escort Mrs. Houston upstairs.""No need. I'll go up myself," Debra said, ascending the stairs.Drake shifted his attention back to Lara, who was shaking like a leaf."Boss," Kale ventured cautiously, "she messed up your plans. Should we deal with her?"Normally, Drake wouldn't hesitate to exact a severe punishment, but this time he only looked disgusted."Dock her a month's pay.""What?"Drake's gaze flicked toward him, cool and sharp. "Didn't you hear me? Fine, forget it."Before Kale coul

"Alright, let's just say I believe you," Drake said."You should," Debra said.Drake leaned back in his chair. "But don't you think you owe me some compensation? After all, I lost my engagement because of you."Debra tilted her head. "I'm broke and don't have anything valuable to compensate you with.""I'm not asking for much," Drake said casually. "Just 20% of the McKinney Group's shares.""Are you trying to rob me?" Debra stared at him as if he'd lost his mind."No deal?""No deal.""Then maybe I'll have to take one of your hands instead.""Go ahead."Debra extended her hand with complete seriousness, as if ready to make good on her offer.Drake chuckled, both irritated and amused. "You'd give up your hand just to save money? Are you that desperate?""If I lose a hand, I can still eat. If I lose my money, I'll starve," Debra replied matter-of-factly.Drake batted her hand away. "Then go ask Marion to transfer the Houston Group's shares to me.""That will do.""Are you