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

As Debra thought about the pack of birth control pills from earlier that day, she forced a smile and said, "Mr. Lowe, I'm not that hungry."

"I know. You didn't like what the hotel served yesterday," Drake responded.

"No, I'm really not hungry," Debra said.

She was eager to excuse herself and prayed that Marion would arrive soon.

Drake started eating. As if engaging in casual conversation, he asked, "Kale said you contacted someone from the McKinney Group today."

"It was an old colleague," Debra quickly explained. "I had some paid leave to record that show, and they still owe me 30 thousand dollars. I thought I'd ask about it when you submitted my resignation. After all, jobs with salaries like that aren't easy to find." She picked up her fork and knife, trying to mask her nervousness with action. But then she thought about the possibility of Drake drugging the food, so she put the tableware back down.

Drake chuckled, "What's the matter? Afraid I drugged the food?"

Debra stiffened. "Not really."

said with a smirk. "Turns out you have seven million dollars in debt. And, from what I saw, the balance across all your accounts is less than

when she was trying to keep Juan from getting suspicious, she had shifted all

dispel Juan's suspicion. "Well," she sighed. "I used to be a rich lady. I

"There is a chance to

quite read his intentions. She could only probe cautiously,

With your looks, you could easily become

never done

give you a 10% commission. With your intelligence, you could make a million in no time." "That does

that the Lowe family owned the most notorious casino in the area. Regular people who dared to enter were often left penniless or