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.

a strange, festive atmosphere settled

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

his breath and quickly stepped out of the

nose and moved further into the shadows. "What's

sickening, and her

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

of scantily-dressed women emerged,

in shock,

escape from the obscene

hand shot out, firmly keeping her in

but

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

you talking

bathing

in the Legacy Hotel is being jammed. If this is all just an act, there's no way Marion will sit by and let you face the danger alone," Drake said, grabbing her

"Marion, show yourself. Or Debra might not survive the