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Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right by Czy Season

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Chapter 1302

"Bullshit!" Randy spat.

In his mind, Juan was nothing but a backstabber.

Debra had let Juan off the hook before, but he didn't appreciate it. Now he was working with their enemies

against them.

Jordan spoke up. "Miss Eaton is only staying with us for a few days. She'll be fine. Everyone, go home. If you

don't, we may as well have a little competition and see who has more say in Seamar City."

"I'd like to see about that," Debra's voice cfrom outside the hall.

Then she cin with a group of people. Jordan recognized their uniforms and frowned.

"You have Andrew's seal?"

"We're not done yet."

Debra raised her hand, and a new group of bodyguards armed with batons stormed into the hall. Wearing the

Houston family emblem on their chests, they quickly spread out.

"If you're not convinced, we can fight it out," she declared. "Juan, the Nichols family has gone through three

transitions. You must be pretty drained, right? Jordan, how are you handling the resources of the Lowe family?

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The Four Great Families are here today, and we've brought a special guest."

From the crowd, Drake stepped forward.

The guards of the Lowe family were puzzled. Rumors about Drake's imminent death had been circulating for a

while, but there he was, looking fine.

"Unfortunately, I'm not dead," Drake smirked, pulling out a Lowe family emblem from his pocket.

He flicked it and watched it spin in the air before landing back in his hand.

"You don't have this, do you?" he said, glancing at those guards behind Jordan. "The guards should salute the

holder of the family emblem. What? Are you all blind?"

"No, sir." They quickly lowered their heads in submission.

Drake turned back to Jordan. "How do the shareholders vote? | don't care. But the bodyguards? They don't

answer to you. You've got my people, paid by me, pointing guns at me. Isn't that a bit too much?"

Jordan's frown deepened. "What do you want?"

Drake chuckled darkly and moved forward, casually pulling over a guard.

"Where is he?"

"In the cellar, Mr. Lowe."

"Bring her over. Understood?"

"Yes, sir."

The guards didn't dare defy Drake's orders.

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She looked up at Juan and asked, "Mr. Nichols, what do you think?"