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Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right novel Chapter 959

Summary for Chapter 959: Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right

Chapter 959 – A Turning Point in Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right by Cozy Season

In this chapter of Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right, Cozy Season introduces major changes to the story. Chapter 959 shifts the narrative tone, revealing secrets, advancing character arcs, and increasing stakes within the Romance genre.

"No. It must have been an oversight by my staff," Drake said, casting a glance at Liza.

Then, with deliberate flair, he took Cathryn's hand in his and smiled. "Cathryn and Miss Eaton are such good friends. How could we possibly forget to invite Miss Eaton to our engagement party? Isn't that right, Cathryn?"

Cathryn's face went as pale as a sheet as Drake pushed the problem to her.

Debra, who had been sipping the champagne that Drake had handed her earlier, nearly choked. 'Wow, passing the blame like that?'

"I..." Cathryn struggled to form a response.

Drake cut in with feigned surprise, "What? Did you really forget to send Miss Eaton an invitation?"

Cathryn paled further. She couldn't invite Liza, who had just broken off her engagement to Drake. Yet here was Drake, throwing the blame squarely on her shoulders.

Cathryn found herself in a tight spot.

Just then, Garland spoke up. "That aside, you get engaged again right after you break off your engagement with Liza. With your actions, you're defying the Eaton family."

Debra couldn't help but pay special attention to him because his tone rang a bell. But he hadn't been so imposing back in New Age.

Suddenly, a burst of static echoed in the tiny earpiece hidden in his ear. He quickly changed his demeanor. "And one more thing, the Lowe family has been acting recklessly there. Gambling dens, drug trafficking, and even prostitution. Do you think no one can put you in your place?"

As soon as his voice died away, the doors burst open, and a flood of men poured into the hall.

Drake's moles were pushed out and forced down on their knees.

"Do these people look familiar to you, Mr. Lowe?" Garland went over, lifting the face of one captive. "You've spent years planting spies here, haven't you? It took me quite some time to dig them out. Now I will return them to you."

Drake simmered with anger. For years, he had been careful not to alert anyone while stationing operatives here. But now, all his efforts had been spoiled.

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