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

Chapter 1168
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"Be careful. If necessary, I'll step in," Frederic said.

"But most of the time, you can't, right?" Debra replied.

There were too many hunters here. If Frederic's identity was exposed, it would only complicate things further. "Don't worry. I can take care of myself," she said, glancing at her secret weapon.

It was a watch given by Juan. It had a built-in emergency alert system but required a signal to work. Now the entire venue was under a signal block.

Earlier, she had been running around the second floor not just to buy Liza time, but also to search for a signal and track down Cathryn.

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Now that she knew Cathryn was on the fifth floor, there was no need to linger on the second.

"Thanks. I owe you one," Debra said.

Frederic tossed her a small folding knife. "Just remember that." Then he hoisted one of the fainted socialites onto his shoulder.

Debra frowned. "What about them?" "Relax," he said. "I'm just putting on a show. I'll leave them somewhere safe." "Alright." Debra kicked off her high heels and started running toward the third floor.

She had been conserving her energy as much as possible. Now, with the knife for protection and the self-defense techniques Marion had drilled into her, she might just have an edge in this deadly game.

As she climbed higher, her black dress helped her blend in. Just as Frederic said, the hunters hadn't done much, just trying to spread panic.

Cathryn's real goal was to force Debra into a desperate situation through the others' hands. She ted the torment to last. Ending it soon would not be fun.

Liza kept scanning the crowd but saw no trace of Debra. She wondered if Debra had been caught.

At the Lowe Mansion, a knock echoed through the quiet.

"Cin," Marion said from his spot on the bed.

Ivan entered with dinner.

Marion frowned. "Why is it you bringing dinner?"

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"Mrs. Houston askedto take good care of everyone, go here l'am," Ivan replie@smoothly. Marion's frown deepened. Debra's earlier words echoed in his mind.

"I believe Ivan will make his move tonight. Drake and Kale have been drawn away by the Trennery family Once I leave, it'll just be you and I it's Garland at home. Garland is weak and Clueless, while you're injured. If I'm not wrong, he will probably take this chance to slip away and set a trap to kill me." But Ivan hadn't left. It meant someone else at the party was making a move against Debra.

Marion's hand tightened around the book he was holding.

After Ivan left the room, he got out of bed, pulled on sclothes, loaded the gun he had hidden in a drawer of the nightstand, and jumped out of the window.

The fall from the second floor pulled at his wound, sending waves of pain This his through his body Gritting his teeth, he pushed through the dizziness and made his way toward the garage. Debra had guessed wrong, at least partially, but even such a mistake could be fatal.