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

harsh truth. "Ms. Frazier is dead, Michael. You need to let go.

"Dead? Says who?"

enough to say she's dead?" the agent replied in frustration. "What you need to do now is win over the new boss. Otherwise,

Debra." Michael

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know, M. Fraser has sold the company to the Meaney droup it's been acquired, Sichael. The president of the Mckenney Group

moment of stunned silence, Michael turned to look at the agent Who wants to

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

Michael seemed to come alive. The agent was

in arranging for a makeup artist and stylist. Within an hour, Michael

alone. Just go

his eyes on the top floor of the building.

Michael had met him before and recognized him as

confirmed a speculation in