Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right novel Chapter 1163

The hotel manager was just a lackey of the Sharp family.

Normally, Drake would never tolerate such actions.

"Debra is there. If we make a scene, she might blame me for ruining her plan," Drake replied, glancing at his watch.

It was eight o'clock. At the latest, the party would end by 11.

He ordered, "Keep your people on watch. If anything happens inside, have them rush in immediately. If anyone suspicious enters, send them in. If no one's out by 11, smash the hotel."

"Yes, boss."

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At the hotel, the socialites walked the red carpet, attracting reporters to snap pictures.

Such parties always made it to newspapers and magazines and might even show up on international news.

Debra, in her mermaid gown, was the center of attention. Liza realized that everyone else was wearing black gowns, while only Debra stood out.

Liza whispered, "You're the lucky dog, the star among us."

"Star? I don't think so," Debra replied.

"Anyway, lucky you. You're the woman of the hour," Liza muttered, regretting not accepting Debra's proposal of switching dresses earlier in the afternoon. "I wonder who the designer is this time. The design is great, but it feels different from the usual style."

"Seriously, are we commodities? What kind of look is that?"

The whispers of discontent spread among the socialites. They had been born into privilege. No one had ever surveyed them like that.

Liza had the same feeling. Her whole body went tense. "What are they doing? I feel so uncomfortable."

Debra calmly said, "Uncomfortable? That's because we're on the first floor, and they're on the second. They're looking at us through lenses, like we're merchandise."

Once they entered, all the reporters disappeared. No one knew what was happening inside.

Debra had long known that the Lowe family hosted such parties every month to win over business owners, but this event felt different.