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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as if he hadn't drunk any water for days.

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

"Dead? Says who?"

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

can only be Debra." Michael turned his

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patrence wore thin, and his voice rose in anger Why are you so xhubbai? You know, M. Fraser has sold the company to the Meaney droup it's been acquired, Sichael. The

silence, Michael turned to look at the agent Who wants

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

name, Michael seemed to come alive. The agent was surprised, but

makeup artist and stylist. Within an hour, Michael

you alone. Just go in," the agent said. Tll

further, Michael fixed his eyes on the top floor of the building.

had met him before and recognized him as

confirmed a speculation