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

Debra's words were a gauntlet thrown, a challenge only she and Edgar understood.

Edgar's smile faded like the setting sun.

Ashley whispered her ridicule. "Has Debra lost her marbles? Does she really think her dance is worth five billion?" "Who does she think she is? She is done for," echoed another trainee.

Their eyes gleamed with anticipation of Debra's imminent downfall.

Edgar waved a dismissive hand. "I'm not in the mood today. Since you sprained your ankle, let's forget about it."

Henry mopped the sweat from his brow, relief flooding through him. He couldn't afford to offend Debra with Juan backing her, nor could he cross Edgar, the head of the Odom family.

Eve, ever the opportunist, stepped forward. "Mr. Odom, if Debra won't dance, I will. I'm a much better dancer than her."

But Edgar didn't even spare her a glance. Instead, he stood up and said, "Let's wrap this up. I hear you have physical training sessions in the afternoon."

"Yes, but the intense training is usually in the morning," replied Henry.

the morning training here. I'll be observing," said

The trainees groaned inwardly.

physical training, they were supposed to be bare-faced, but

one without makeup, watched the

originally bare-faced

female trainees were present today, she had applied light makeup. The

were not a

I'll get them to the training field right away," Henry

her father and whispered something in his ear. Despite his

out,

by her side.

the training

Eve

the last to

trainees grumbled under their breath, jealous of her

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