Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right by Czy Season

hapter 269

The room was shrouded in darkness, with not a single shard of light piercing the gloom. As the agent swung open the door, a foul stench assaulted his senses, making him recoil. The space was a mess, littered with trash and clutter, barely fit for human habitation.

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It was hard to believe anyone could endure such conditions fr than a minute, yet Michael had been holed up here for four interminable days.

*Michael. Pull yourself together," the agent commanded, stepping into the room and hauling Michael up from the floor.

Michael's eyes were vacant, devoid of their usual spark.

"Michael, listen to me," the agent urged. "The Frazier Group has changed hands. Do you understand? You need to clean up and head to

the company right now. The big boss wants to see you. Do you hear me?

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he hadn't drunk any water for days. "Where is Debra?

dead, Michael. You need to let go. I know you're grateful to her, but

"Dead? Says who?"

for four days, with no body found. Isn't that enough to say she's dead?" the agent replied in frustration. "What you need to do now is win over the new boss. Otherwise, all your hard work will go 10

Debra." Michael turned

nymore.

so xhubbai? You know, M. Fraser has sold the company to the Meaney droup it's been acquired, Sichael. The president of the Mckenney Group is interested in you and wants to make you a new star Can't you see what

to look at the agent

could it be?" the agent replied. "Tracy, the president

of that name, Michael seemed to come alive. The agent was

a makeup artist and stylist. Within an hour, Michael was standing outside the Mckinney Group

go in," the agent said. Tll be waiting

could explain further, Michael fixed his eyes on the top floor of the

the way. Michael had met him before and recognized him as Debra's assistant,

confirmed a