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."

For someone

Edgar, eager to slap him, but the cold steel of his gun kept

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

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

men should

"None."

here and was seen acting suspiciously near the Legacy Hotel. He's not just holding Mrs. Houston; he's got Miss Eaton and Miss

this. She's drawing him out. Too many people will only complicate things." Marion helplessly shook his head. Debra was too

Mansion, the

couldn't hold back anymore. "Boss, are we

we get involved? Debra