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

Chapter 1581

Fermin stormed out of the police station, the bodyguard following closely behind.

He stopped abruptly and slapped the bodyguard across the face.

"I told you to protect her. What the hell were you doing?" Fermin snapped.

The bodyguard lowered his head. "Miss Eaton didn't want me to follow her. And Debra asked me to stay in the greenhouse. This afternoon, when Miss Eaton was heading to the airport, she said she needed to use the restroom. I waited outside, but 20 minutes passed, and she still hadn't come out. I went in to check, and she was gone."

He still didn't get it. "I never left my post. There's no way someone took her. Something's not right."

"It must be Debra." Fermin narrowed his eyes. "No time to waste. Book me a flight to Orkgate."

Night had fallen.

Debra lay down on her bed.

Suddenly, the sound of an engine rumbled outside. Headlights flashed through her window, cutting through the darkness.

She slowly sat up and walked to the door.

At some point, Fermin had entered the house. He was sitting on the couch in the living room, pouring himself a cup of coffee.

"Mrs. Houston, we meet again." His voice was devoid of warmth.

If not for the fact that she was backed by the Four Great Families and that Liza cared about her, he would have killed her on the spot.

Debra stood there in her loose-fitting gown. Her tone was calm. "Breaking into my house in the middle of the night. What do you want?"

"Liza is missing. Was it you?"

"When did this happen? She was fine when she left this afternoon."

of games. The safest place for her is by my side. Did you

should ask yourself. Have you made any

studied her face, trying to tell

my people check every flight manifest. She never got on a

either. Even if you comb through every

if I find out you're

a deadly edge. Debra knew he wasn't

left, Liza cautiously stepped

can tell that he means

with her fingers. “Money

nodded. “Alright, let’s give it

minutes later, hurried footsteps sounded from upstairs, and all the doors of the private rooms

clearly displeased

going on? Why

our bar is a little special. It’s best

empty,” one of the waiters explained politely to

brows furrowed, unable to accept the

to have a discussion in it. Now that you’re pulling this on us, how do

to express

still dissatisfied and started arguing with the

whether your boss will waive the bill! The more important thing is, your personal reasons have greatly affected my work. Do you understand me? I don’t care for that measly compensation from

this, miss. There is nothing I can do about the situation right now. Downstairs is also very quiet. We’ve stopped the live

discuss work

downstairs. She argued with the waiter for so long, her face started getting

and put an arm around her shoulders. “He’s just a worker here. Don’t put him

the spot.”

that Tyler might misunderstand her, she started to

I know how important this project is to you. I don’t want to be slipshod about it. You can understand where I’m coming

the discussion downstairs is the same. Rachel has already shared with you