Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right novel Chapter 950

Debra chuckled, "Sometimes, you're really cheap."

Marion said seriously, "But I'm always honest with you, dear."

"Really?"

"Absolutely."

"Then how do you explain the eight billion dollars you cost me at our first meeting?"

Marion took a sip of his tea and grimaced. "This tea's gone cold. Let me get you a fresh cup."

"Get back here." Debra grabbed Marion and yanked him down into his seat.

"I'll do whatever you say to make up."

"Put that aside for now. Now tell me your plans for handling the banquet."

"Guess we can't miss the show."

"Cathryn's crush on you is public knowledge here. Are you planning to hand her fresh gossip on a silver platter?"

"I'm not attending it. You can go. I'll stay outside the hotel to keep guard. Won't glance at any other woman."

"Wise choice."

...

Across town at the Eaton Mansion, Garland sat hunched over his computer.

He typed and retyped search terms, only to come up empty each time.

"What happened to my trending topics? They're all gone?" he muttered in frustration, wondering who had managed to take down the news so fast.

Juan was speechless. "I intended for you to analyze his assets, business operations, primary revenue streams, and illegal establishments, not those useless gossip."

Garland scratched his head. "Force of habit, sorry. The stuff you're asking for is so boring. No drama, no spice."

"Boring?"

"Totally."

"His company is linked to the drug trade. Wealthy elites hold X-rated soirées. His fiancée was forced into unspeakable acts before committing suicide."

Garland's eyes sparkled. "And? Anything more?"

"You want to know?"

Garland nodded vigorously, and Juan tossed a stack of files into his hands. "Read it yourself."