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

Debra chimed in, "Marion owes you a lot of money?"

"Yeah. From the first time he met you, he..." Randy replied.

Erica swiftly stepped on his foot, silencing him mid-sentence. Randy grunted and corrected himself. "Well, it's nothing. Marion's got plenty of money. It's just that he hasn't finished handling it yet."

Erica elbowed him and spluttered, "What do you mean he hasn't finished handling it? Can you speak clearly?"

Randy clammed up. Erica sat down next to Debra, her voice softening.

"That is just man-to-man stuff. Don't worry about it. I'm sure he'll give you everything he has to win you over."

Debra blushed. "What are you talking about?"

"Er, it's just a metaphor," Erica chuckled, hugging her. "Anything, you're the best woman in my mind."

Debra fell silent, her mind wandering. She never wanted a fortune. After so many betrayals and schemes in her past and present lives, she only hoped to find her destined partner and live a peaceful life together. Without betrayal, conspiracy, or deceit, they would just live an ordinary life.

lights and shadows. In a private room, Edgar, dressed in a black shirt that was slightly open, swirled a glass of whiskey in his hand. His deep features were accentuated by the room's soft lighting, and a

his eyebrow raised, "Marion's men visited me during the day, and now you're here. Ms. Frazier really is exceptional to attract two big shots

across from

Marion's people told you, but Debra is my wife. There are consequences for

burst open, and a group of black-clad

who calmly placed his drink on the table

Nichols, you

surprises," Edgar responded,

the

to find my fiancée, but

got a wife and have caused Jade so much pain,

"Bring it

before

that, I need to settle with you for

said, unperturbed. Conte