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

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"Marion?" Debra rubbed her sleepy eyes and glanced at the clock on the wall.

It was already 12:30. The incident last night had drained her energy, causing her to sleep in.

She pushed open the bedroom door and walked out. Downstairs, Marion was cooking in the kitchen.

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The others still seemed to be asleep. Debra spoke up. "Your injury hasn't healed yet, and you're already rushing to makelunch?" Marion cout holding a pot. "Go rest a little longer. The other dish will be ready soon." Debra cdown the stairs and flopped into his arms. Her exhaustion instantly melted away.

"I'm so tired. Get a drumstick for me," she murmured.

"Sure," Marion agreed, patting her head.

Garland burst out of his room, sniffing the air. "Who's cooking chicken soup? It smells amazing." Then his gaze landed on the embracing couple. Feeling awkward, he looked up at the ceiling and whistled, "Uh, I'm going to check on the soup." "Mr. Houston, lettake care of the kitchen," said Ivan, who had been quietly cleaning in the corner.

"No need," Marion refused without even looking at him.

His tone then turned softer as he told Debra, "Wait on the sofa. Lunch will be ready soon." "Okay." Debra nodded, glancing at Ivan.

He was diligently focused on his cleaning. It looked like he didn't know anything about what happened last night. Debra began to doubt her earlier judgment Ivan looked no different from other teenagers. It was hard to tell if if he was one of the masterminds behind it all or just an insignificant pawn.

Kale entered the house, looking haggard from a long night.

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He approached Debra and said, "Mrs. Houston, we didn't find the three missing socialites or those masked people you described." "What about Frederic?" "Who?" "The person who savedyesterday."

"There were bloodstains at the scene, but no sign of the person you m mentioned. The news upset Debra. She wondered where Frederic could go if he was injured. "Cathryn set up such an elaborate trap yesterday, and in the end, she was the only one who died? Everyone else just disappeared?"

"We conducted a thorough search of the city center for the four m bodyguards you described, but there were and trac traces of them. We also checked surveillance from the area.

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"How is it possible for so many people to vanish into thin air? If the surveillance didn't capture ince anything, could it be that there's something like an underground passage in the hotel?" Both Debra and Kale fell silent, pondering the possibility. Drake's casino had one such passage. It was very likely the Jovial Hotel had one too.

"I'll check it out." Kale rushed out.

Debra couldn't shake the unease growing in her chest. The situation seemed to be more complicated than she thought.

"Something's wrong," Liza cried out, bursting out of her room. "Something's happened at home."