Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right novel Chapter 743

"A thousand people?" Debra's voice wavered.

"Yes," Drake confirmed casually, but the glint in his eye suggested he relished the challenge he had thrown her way.

Debra's mind raced as she recalled the grand piano in the plaza. Sure, it was a prime spot, but just playing piano alone wouldn't be enough to draw such a crowd.

And she would be competing with zither, cello, and violin performers for attention.

Beating them and attracting one thousand audiences was almost impossible.

As she pondered, Drake added, "You can still back out now."

"No, I can do it," she said firmly, heading downstairs.

"Boss, a thousand people? Isn't that a bit much?" the manager said.

Drake's amusement flickered as he noted Debra's determined stride. He figured it wouldn't take more than half an hour before she came back, defeated.

As Debra navigated the square, she found it teeming with life—couples laughing on dates, workers just off their shifts, dog walkers chatting, and groups gathered for spirited dancing.

She pushed through the crowd until she reached the grand piano at the heart of it all.

Inside the casino, Drake had been waiting for over half an hour. Still, there was no sign of Debra coming back.

He asked curiously, "What's her situation now?"

The manager replied, "I think Ms. Frazier must have given up. I mean, even if she played until her fingers fell off, she wouldn't attract one thousand people."

Drake's glare deterred him from saying more.

Drake's presence commanded immediate attention. The people around him whispered among themselves.

"Wow, who's that? He's hot."

"You don't know? That's the real CEO of the Lowe Group."

"So, the other guy was a fake? He must be crazy to do such a thing."

...

The whispers attracted even more people.

Debra's expression changed, and the man begged for mercy, "I'm sorry. Don't hit me. I just got paid to do this."