Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right

Edgar's face twisted like Randy had hit a nerve.noveldrama

Randy smirked, "Know your place, Edgar. We're being nice by chatting. Push us, and we'll demand repayment. You'd be jumping off a building by noon."

"Why are you rapping so much?" Erica sulked.

Randy mimed zipping his lips.

Debra turned to Ivan, who'd been hovering near the kitchen. "Escort Mr. Odom to the guest room upstairs. The one at the end. He prefers privacy."

As Ivan approached, the bruises on his neck from Debra's strike were still visible.

Drake narrowed his eyes, figuring out her plan to isolate the two.

Once they were gone, Debra tapped the table. "The ledger."

Randy shrugged silently.

Erica kicked his shin. "The ledger."

"You told me to shut up."

"Want another kick?"

"It's in your bag. You forgot."

Erica blinked, then dug through her bag. "Got too intrigued by the story."

She then placed the Osborne family's ledger on the table.

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Debra compared it to the Fraizer and Potter records. "Only the family left. We'll grab it from hall tonight."

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Erica nodded. "Won't leave my sight."

Garland fidgeted. "What about Edgar? Just leave him here?"

Debra tilted her head. "Any problems?"

He avoided her gaze. "Just saying. This place is a hostel now. Everyone's crashing here."

He was worried that Edgar would spill about his past interrogation or Juan's involvement. He wasn't sure if Edgar had figured out Frederic's identity. That was the last window for Juan to get close to Debra.

Debra smiled, "Relax. Edgar is still useful."

Garland squirmed under her gaze. 'Useful? The guy's tapped out.'

"Let's go, Marion," Debra said.

Marion hummed in consent and left with her.

Drake cornered Garland. "Mr. Eaton, let's chat."