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

The hotel manager was just a lackey of the Sharp family.

Normally, Drake would never tolerate such actions.

"Debra is there. If we make a scene, she might blame me for ruining her plan," Drake replied, glancing at his watch.

It was eight o'clock. At the latest, the party would end by 11.

He ordered, "Keep your people on watch. If anything happens inside, have them rush in immediately. If anyone suspicious enters, send them in. If no one's out by 11, smash the hotel."

"Yes, boss."

At the hotel, the socialites walked the red carpet, attracting reporters to snap pictures.

Such parties always made it to newspapers and magazines and might even show up on international news.

her mermaid gown, was the center of attention. Liza realized that everyone else was wearing black gowns, while only Debra

whispered, "You're the lucky dog, the star

think so,"

regretting not accepting Debra's proposal of switching dresses earlier in the afternoon. "I wonder

never left those socialites in

clash of light and

the only one in a white gown, going against the

everyone had

to the Mystery Lady Gala, hosted by the Sunshine brand. Tonight this

ourselves," announced

speakers set up in mid-air. The once-dark second floor was suddenly illuminated.. Rows of seats appeared, occupied by people wearing white masks and black cloaks. Their faces were hidden, and they

the hell? It's making everyone

are we commodities? What

among the socialites. They had been born