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

Joe nodded and shouted toward the door, "Bring him in."

Edgar's frown deepened as a man was brought in by two bodyguards. The fight in the room immediately ceased.

The man was forced to his knees, his hands bound behind his back. His face was bruised and swollen.

Juan, his voice as cold as ice, issued a chilling command. "Cut off the hand that did the hitting."

The man struggled frantically, his eyes wide with terror. Edgar remained silent, his gaze fixed on the unfolding scene.

One of Juan's bodyguards grasped the man's wrist and, with a swift and brutal motion, brought a heavy object crashing down. A scream echoed through the room before he slumped to the floor, unconscious. Edgar's gaze was icy, but he knew better than to intervene. Seamar City was Juan's territory, and picking a fight here would not end in his favor. Moreover, Marion's men had come to warn him earlier that day. "This is settled." Juan stood up, his eyes locked onto Edgar. "Mr. Odom, if you want to settle accounts with Shelia, I'm always here. Show me what you've got."

With that, he left the nightclub, his men following closely behind.

Edgar's secretary, standing beside them, wore a deep frown. "Sir, are we just going to let this go?"

The Odom family's influence in Booton was not something to be taken lightly, yet Juan dared to challenge them like this.

afraid of

"Then who, sir?"

"Marion."

and Juan. If he had known, he wouldn't have acted so impulsively. Rubbing his temples,

waiting

a grand press conference. I want to announce

briefly before asking, "And the

glanced at the unconscious man on the

some money and send him

"Yes, sir."

tossing and turning in her room, sleep eluding her. When she heard the soft click of the front door opening, she immediately sat up and opened

dimly lit living room. Debra felt a pang of regret for her impulsiveness. She shouldn't have

she

coat and approached her. He gently pushed her onto the sofa and crouched down

"Sort of."