Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right novel Chapter 407

The trainees whispered among themselves.

"Ashley was worse. Her makeup was a hot mess, and who knows how she looked on camera?"

"The photographer was all over Freya and Debra. Us? We were just cannon fodder for the real stars."

Eve looked down at the food on her plate and felt her appetite vanish. She pushed her chair back and started to stand.

Freya, noticing Eve's retreat, called out, "Eve, don't be silly. Our meals are portioned for a reason. If you don't eat now, you'll be famished all night. And if you cave and snack later, you know it'll go straight to your hips."

Eve's face fell. She was starving, but the thought of the camera adding ten pounds made her stomach churn. With a sigh, she sank back into her chair and began to poke at her food half-heartedly.

Across town, Juan was staring intently at a photograph in his office. It was a candid shot of him and Debra, who was eating her cake.

Joe walked in, breaking the silence.

"Sir, there's news about Mrs. Nichols."

"Where has she been staying lately?"

"Tidefall Towers. Her house was sold, and the Frazier family's assets are gone. It seems Mrs. Nichols might be in some financial trouble."

Joe hesitated before adding, "My sources say that Mrs. Nichols has started working as a trainee at the Potter Group. Not sure how reliable that is, though."

"A trainee?" Juan echoed, his brows furrowing.

He hadn't known Debra had any interest in that field.

"She may think it's an easy way to make ends meet, especially with the Fraizer Group gone under," Joe suggested. "Life must be tough for her right now."

Juan remained silent, and Joe added, "This could be a chance to win her back."

Joe whipped out his phone and started tapping away.

Juan turned to his computer and typed into the search bar. "How to win a girl's heart?"

"'Pour all your feelings into her heart and keep all her joy in yours,'" he read through the results, his frown deepening.

Joe, looking up from his phone, shuffled his feet awkwardly. "Mr. Nichols, I don't think that's quite what you're looking for. To win a girl's heart, first, you need to be humorous."

He glanced at Joe. "Do you think I'm humorous?"

Joe shifted uncomfortably. "Well, humor might not be your strong suit."

Juan leaned back in his chair, pondering. It was true; he wasn't exactly known for his comedic timing.