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

"Me?" Debra muttered.

Edgar held no personal grudge against Liza. The only person he hated there was Debra.

She was the only reason for his downfall.

"Yes, you," Edgar replied. "You're full of tricks, and I don't trust you. If you don't take her place, I won't let her go."

Debra laughed, "Then don't let her go. The Eatons are not after me anyway. And a little heads-up. If I get a scratch, Marion will make you pay a heavy price." Before Edgar could respond, she continued, "Well, I can go over and take her place."

Edgar's eyes narrowed, and she added, "Relax! I might be able to fend off a couple of amateurs, but against you? I wouldn't stand a chance."

Edgar scoffed, "At least you're self-aware."

deep. For someone who had

but the cold steel of his gun kept

sped down the deserted road, the GPS tracker on his dashboard

meet Liza alone, and his instincts had proven right. The moment he noticed her GPS signal moving toward the outskirts of the city, he dropped everything to follow her. The phone buzzed in the cupholder, and he answered without taking his eyes off

many men should we

"None."

Edgar. We've confirmed he's here and was seen acting suspiciously near the Legacy Hotel. He's not

But she's been planning this. She's drawing him out. Too many people will only complicate things." Marion helplessly shook his head. Debra was too self-dependent. He just hoped she could learn to rely on him more. "I'm driving. That's all," he said, hanging

Lowe Mansion, the tension

anymore. "Boss, are we just going to sit

should we get involved? Debra didn't call