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.

panic. Instead, a strange,

glimpse of the future. Tonight, consider it a preview of the Lowe Playground. Since

Juan held his breath and quickly stepped out of

room, Marion covered his nose and moved further into the shadows.

and her head

Standing on the platform, Drake surveyed the room like a king overseeing his

a group of scantily-dressed women emerged,

gasped in

escape from the obscene

out, firmly keeping her in place on

but

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

you talking

sudden spotlight snapped on, bathing

Legacy Hotel is being jammed. If this is all just an act, there's no way Marion will sit

toward the first floor, "Marion, show