Goodbye Mr Ex I've Remarried Mr. Right novel Chapter 432

"Tango." Debra offered her hand to Edgar, a challenge in her eyes.

He took it without hesitation. Henry signaled the broadcast room, and soon, the practice field was filled with the sultry rhythm of the tango.

Edgar wrapped an arm around Debra's waist, whispering, "No wonder Juan can't let you go. If you were mine, I wouldn't either."

"Is that so?"

Debra's response was swift and painful—a stomp on his foot. Edgar winced, but she wasn't done. She stepped on his foot again, driving him back.

"I heard you're backing Juan's investment in this trainee program. Is it true?"

"Juan likes you so much. Even with the divorce issue, he still shares everything with you."

"You've invested several billion. Aren't you afraid of losing it all?"

Edgar shrugged. "Juan's investments are solid. I'm not worried."

"Who said that Juan's investments are always safe?" Debra looked up at him, a sly gleam in her eyes. "Believe it or not, I can make that program bleed money within three months."

Edgar chuckled, unconcerned. "If you can pull that off, I'll be impressed. But a program worth billions? It's not that easy to sink."

"Oh, but it is," Debra retorted. "Make life difficult for the trainees now, and you're sabotaging your own investment. They're going on a show the day after tomorrow. If they're all too sick to perform, the ratings will tank, and no one will care about the trainee program anymore. You know, in this industry, the rewards are high, and so are the risks. Without funding, you can't produce new stars, and it's bound to be a loss."

"True," Debra said. "But training a new batch takes time, money, and momentum. It's a gamble, isn't it?"

"Do you think Potter Entertainment will let them leave?"

"It's hard to say."

Edgar didn't know about Debra's ties to Andrew or her stake in the program. The public only knew that the McKinney Group was also involved, but they didn't know Debra was the owner of the company.

Edgar let go of Debra, stepping back. Now his shoes were already covered with shoe prints, but he remained cool and said, "Let them stop."