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

Chapter 1192
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Marion dragged Ivan to the living room.

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Seeing his eyes darting around, Debra demanded, "Spill it. Who are you sending this message to?" "No one," Ivan stammered.

"Stop lying," Randy snorted. "You think only young people can use this stuff? I've been at it longer than you have." In no time, he cracked the code and projected the content onto the TV. The screen showed an email address, and the subject of the email hadn't been edited yet.

Debra said, "Look into the email address." "It's from overseas," Randy replied. "Givetwo hours, and I'll have the registration details." "You can save the trouble," Ivan chimed in. "That's my account." Debra frowned. "What do you mean?" "I don't want to investigate you guys, but the person behind all this has been threatening my family. I have to follow their orders, or we won't survive in Orkgate," Ivan explained.

Debra raised an eyebrow. "So, did you meet them before?" Ivan hesitated for a moment, then nodded. "I did." Debra pressed, "We've been investigating for a long time. The Potter family's network covers the whole city, but there is no information on them. Why should I believe you?" Andrew watched the scene unfold from the second floor.

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Ivan replied, "He wears a mask. I don't know who he is, but I remember his voice. He's young. will recognize him if I meet him again Please, if you keephere, I can protect my family and send false messages to you. I didn't mean to deceive you." His expression was sincere, and his tone humble.

Erica chimed in, "I think he's telling the truth. After all, a 17-year-old kid can't do much."

Debra studied Ivan's face, unsure whether to trust him, Marion, on the other hand, didn't believe it for a En second. He pressed a knife to Ivan's neck. "How did you plan the Jovial Hotel incident?"

"I know Mrs. Houston doubts me," Ivan stammered, "but I can't tell you.

He had my dad hold off Drake. M ve wanted to alarm you of the danger Mrs. Houston was in, so I delivered food to you. I don't want to harm anyone. Everything I said is true." "Is it?" Marion pressed the blade closer to Ivan's throat. "I don't buy it."

"Wait," Debra called out. "Trust is mutual. I get it that you want to protect your family, but if you wantto believe you, you need to givea reason. Then I'll consider sparing you and even protecting your family." sŵ