Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right
Chapter 933

Soon, reinforcements arrived at the villa.

Debra watched in awe as the crowd surged forward, their voices echoing through the air.

"Mr. Houston!"

Debra couldn't remember the last time she had seen such a spectacle. Maybe in high school, on the sports field.

"You have five minutes to replace her," Marion commanded.

The men quickly dispersed throughout the villa. Some in black suits, adorned with the Houston family's insignias, stood out. They carried walkie-talkies and surveying instruments, tapping away on laptops. A detailed floor plan of the estate then appeared on their screens. "What is this?" Debra asked, curious.

"Welcome to the age of technology," Marion replied with a smirk.

"But isn't this for outdoor surveying?" Debra questioned.

"Same difference." Marion shrugged.

Before Debra could respond, a voice crackled over the walkie-talkie. "Found her."

Marion glanced at his watch. Only a minute and a half had passed.

"Wrap it up."

"Yes, sir."

Debra heard countless footsteps as Marion's men gathered before them.

Marion waved his hand, and they swiftly exited the estate.

Lara was brought out of the wine cellar, looking at Debra and Marion in disbelief. Clearly, she hadn't expected Marion to show up and search the place so blatantly

Debra approached her. "Lara, the

promised you is withmet

It's time to hand over the

phone."

Lara glanced at Debra and then Marion's men. She nodded

Sonol

get it." Letelnet

go

Before Debra could agree, Marion pulled her into his arms. "No need. Bring it down here."

She tried to protest, but he refused to let go.

Aware of his distrust, Lara said, "Okay, I'll go get it."

She looked frail, slowly making her way upstairs. Marion sensed something and called out, "Wait."

He winked at one of his men, who took the hint and followed behind Lara. "I'll come with you."

Lara trembled in fear, which alarmed Debra.

Just then, applause echoed from outside.

"Impressive!" Drake's voice rang out, his face dark with anger. "Debra, you've played me again."

Debra glanced at him and then Lara, who was now standing on the second floor.

In no time, Marion's men restrained Lara. Her face was now as white as a sheet.

Debra asked sharply, "You planned this together, didn't you?"

Drake shrugged. "I'm just returning the favor."