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

Chapter 920

"Drake, slow down."

Drake didn't respond but slowed his steps slightly.

In the center of the second floor was a large platform, usually reserved for performances. Today, however, Drake had a three-seater sofa placed there.

"Sit," he said.

Suspicion clouded Debra's expression. "You're not planning to pull some kind of prank on me, are you?"

Drake smirked, "Your life's already in my hands. Why would I bother?"

Debra took her seat, while Drake snapped his fingers, the sharp sound echoing in the room.

She cocked her head, eyeing him warily. "What's this? A magic show?"

Suddenly, all the lights went out. Marion slipped into the venue unnoticed, his presence as silent as a shadow.

crowd didn't panic. Instead, a strange, festive atmosphere settled over the

a preview of the Lowe Playground.

quickly stepped

moved further into the shadows. "What's that smell?" Debra muttered,

sweetness was sickening, and her

react further, crimson fights bathed the hall. Standing on the platform, Drake surveyed the room like a king overseeing his

group of scantily-dressed women

in shock, trying

escape from the obscene

shot out, firmly keeping her

but

to me so many times. I've lost count. I've got no choice but to

you talking

sudden spotlight snapped on, bathing them in a stark white

this is all just an act, there's no way

toward the first floor, "Marion, show yourself. Or Debra might