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, festive atmosphere settled over

somewhere behind Debra. "I once told you I'd show you a glimpse of the future. Tonight, consider it a preview of the Lowe Playground. Since we're partners now, I figured it's only fair to show you something exciting." Debra felt a sudden chill and

and quickly stepped out of

nose and moved further into the shadows. "What's that smell?" Debra

and her head spun faintly from

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

scantily-dressed women emerged, their movements languid and

gasped in shock, trying

escape from the obscene

keeping

but

I've lost count. I've

you

sudden spotlight snapped on, bathing them in a stark white

being jammed. If this is all just an act, there's no way Marion will sit by and let you face the

shouted toward the first floor, "Marion, show