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

Chapter 917

"How is that possible? This place is crawling with your people," Debra said, taking a couple of steps forward.

She caught a glimpse of a black car about 100 meters away. It was Marion, and she felt reassured.

According to the tradition, Drake put a masquerade mask on Debra and wore a half mask on his face.

Debra braced herself as they entered the gala. She had been to one such event before, so she wasn't as shocked this time.

Drake said, "Hold onto my arm tightly, or I can't guarantee your safety."

His words put Debra on high alert.

Inside the venue, everything seemed normal at first, but she noticed that all the guests were men. There were no women, and the men were eyeing her lustfully.

This made her uncomfortable, and she tightened her grip on Drake's arm.

Across town at the Eaton Mansion, Juan watched as Garland struggled to do a handstand against the wall.

red as he groaned,

"Not yet."

"How much longer?"

"Three more hours."

you to teach me finance, not PE. My arms are going to be thicker than my legs at

to whip you," Juan said, standing up and revealing a whip in his

the sting of the whip the day before, and

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house. Put that thing down," Garland stammered, but her warnings fell on

raised his hand, Garland quickly surrendered. "I'm sorry. I was wrong,

"Now go read your

holding a pillow

grumbled, "Who uses a whip to make someone study? This isn't ancient times. Don't I have human

Juan remained silent.

and it still hurts. My

hurt? I think

say. You're not the one getting whipped,"