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

"Tango." Debra offered her hand to Edgar, a challenge in her eyes.

He took it without hesitation. Henry signaled the broadcast room, and soon, the practice field was filled with the sultry rhythm of the tango.

Edgar wrapped an arm around Debra's waist, whispering, "No wonder Juan can't let you go. If you were mine, I wouldn't either."

"Is that so?"

Debra's response was swift and painful-a stomp on his foot. Edgar winced, but she wasn't done. She stepped on his foot again, driving him back.

"I heard you're backing Juan's investment in this trainee program. Is it true?"

"Juan likes you so much. Even with the divorce issue, he still shares everything with you."

"You've invested several billion. Aren't you afraid of losing it all?"

"Juan's investments are

are always safe?" Debra looked up at him, a sly gleam in her eyes. "Believe it or not, I can make that program bleed money within

"If you can pull that off, I'll be impressed. But a program worth billions? It's not that easy

your own investment. They're going on a show the day after tomorrow. If they're all too sick to perform, the ratings will tank, and no one will care about the trainee program anymore. You know, in this industry, the rewards are high, and so are the risks. Without funding, you can't produce new stars, and

smile faded. "You're forgetting

signed a

they wanted to break the contract, they had to pay

the contract. They had

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investment was backed by a big company with

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raised an eyebrow.