Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right
Chapter 930

"Alright, let's just say I believe you," Drake said.

"You should," Debra said.

Drake leaned back in his chair. "But don't you think you owe me some compensation? After all, I lost my engagement because of you."

Debra tilted her head. "I'm broke and don't have anything valuable to compensate you with."

"I'm not asking for much," Drake said casually. "Just 20% of the McKinney Group's shares."

"Are you trying to rob me?" Debra stared at him as if he'd lost his mind.

"No deal?"

"No deal."

"Then maybe I'll have to take one of your hands instead."

"Go ahead."

Debra extended her hand with complete seriousness, as if ready to make good on her offer.

Drake chuckled, both irritated and amused. "You'd give up your hand just to save money? Are you that desperate?"

"If I lose a hand, I can still eat. If I lose my money, I'll starve," Debra replied matter-of-factly.

Drake batted her hand away. "Then go ask Marion to transfer the Houston Group's shares to me."

"That will do."

"Are you sure?"

"Set up a meeting for us, and I'll make sure the transfer papers land on your desk by tomorrow."

"Are you taking me for a fool? Enough with your petty tricks. It's not fun at all."

"You started the jokes."

"I don't have time for this," he grunted, dropping his fork on the table.

He stood up to leave, but Debra called after him, "Where are you keeping Lara?"

Drake paused. "Who said she was locked up?"

Debra pointed at Kale, who stood nearby. "He did."

Drake asked, "Did you?"

"Yes, boss Kale admitted.

"Regardless of whether Lara's actions were intentional or not, there's enough suspicion

surrounding her. I just detained her to avoid any potential risks.

His gaze flicked to Debra, and the implication hung in the air.

How Debra had framed him before was still vivid in his memories.

It was obvious that she had ulterior motives. Only Drake thought she was harmless.

Debra caught the insinuation. "So, you think I'm the real threat here?"

"Exactly," Kale replied frankly.

Before Debra could protest, Drake cut in. "Lara made a serious mistake, and I'm already showing leniency by not punishing her outright. So, don't push your luck here."

"But..."

"That's enough. Kale, get ready. We're going to the Eaton Mansion." "Yes, boss."

As Kale left to prepare the car, Drake looked back at Debra. "You should go back to your room and have the door locked. You can sleep, watch TV, or do whatever. I don't care. Just don't wander around."

"You..." Debra wanted to protest, but he ignored her and strode out of the house.

She frowned. Lara was locked up, which meant the phone was out of reach for now. She decided to contact Marion.