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

As Jordan extended his hand, Andrew stepped forward and gently pressed it down. "Did you forget? Marion never shakes hands with anyone." Jordan glanced down at his hand, realizing that maybe he hadn't yet earned the privilege to shake hands with someone like Marion.

Andrew smiled, turning to Marion. "Mr. Houston, would you do me the honor of coming upstairs? There's something I'd like to discuss with you." Marion slipped an arm around Debra's waist. "Debra's coming with me."

Debra's cheeks flushed. She shot him a sharp look. "Who said I'm going with you? Whatever you two need to discuss, go ahead. I'm not getting involved." She slapped his hand away from her waist.

Andrew smiled and then instructed the butler to wheel him into the elevator.

Erica nudged Debra playfully. "Why don't you go with them? Those two always keep their talks so secret. Neither Randy nor I have ever gotten a word out of them. You could spill some juicy gossip to us later."

But Debra had no interest in the secretive affairs of these two men. Whatever they discussed was none of her business, and she preferred it that way.

Besides, being in the same room with the sly and cunning Andrew always made her feel deeply uncomfortable.

"Looks like I don't stand a chance," Jordan muttered to himself.

the table, lazily picking up his fork and knife. "You guys promised to throw me a welcome party, right? Where's my toast?" Erica laughed and pulled Debra into a seat. "Alright, let me toast you. You should be

it felt good to see everyone together. Upstairs in the study, Andrew laid a folder on the desk. "This is

up the folder and flipped through the

"Who's behind it?"

"The codename is K."

"And?"

Marion

me this

the shareholders is

repeated it slowly, enunciating

Marion's frown deepened.

Edgar and Shawn, whom you eliminated earlier, even Drake

the couch and downed the remaining half of his whiskey in one