Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right novel Chapter 934

Debra's lips tightened into a thin line. "Looks like I underestimated you. Turns out, you're not as dumb as you act."

"Thanks for the compliment."

"That wasn't a compliment."

Drake's gaze flickered to where Marion held Debra's hand, his smirk fading away. "I have to hand it to you, Marion. If Debra had followed Lara upstairs just now, she would have been my hostage. I thought your time away from overseas might've dulled your edge, but you're just as annoyingly sharp as ever."

"I'm flattered," Marion replied calmly. "After all these years, I still can't outmatch your underhandedness."

Drake chuckled and perched himself on the armrest of a nearby sofa. "Well, let's skip the small talk. I don't like traitors, and you know that. If you hadn't shown up, I might've let this drag out a bit longer for fun. But since you're here, you're not leaving."

Around the villa, his men were already in position, and Marion's special team was being held at bay.

Marion glanced at his smug expression and said evenly, "You seem to forget something."

Drake raised an eyebrow. "Oh? Enlighten me."

Marion's voice remained calm, almost bored. "This place is technically my turf, not yours."

Right on cue, the sound of car horns blared outside the gates.

As Drake listened, his unease grew. Kale also felt something was off. "Boss..."

Marion continued, "On my turf, I can call in as many people as I want. And since I figured you might try something clever, I came prepared."

Screams then echoed from outside the estate. Drake bolted upright, striding toward the window.

He looked out and saw the sea of people flooding past his defenses.

"Oh, don't worry about me. I'm in excellent health, thanks to the small dose you gave me."

"You're fine?"

"I quit."

"You quit?"

"Why the surprise?"

Drake didn't believe her for a second.

Drugs were not alcohol. People couldn't just quit them like they wanted.