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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a raspy croak, as if he hadn't drunk any water for

agent hesitated before delivering the harsh truth. "Ms. Frazier is dead, Michael. You need to let go. I know you're grateful to

"Dead? Says who?"

frustration. "What you need to do now is win

only be Debra." Michael turned

nymore.

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

to look at the

agent replied. "Tracy, the president of

that name, Michael seemed to come alive.

wasted no time in arranging for a makeup artist and stylist. Within an hour, Michael was standing

go in," the agent said. Tll

fixed his eyes on the top floor of the building. "T'll

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

further confirmed