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

"You don't know who owns this place, and you're making a scene here? Gotta say I overestimated you," Debra sneered.

Violet fidgeted, her haughty demeanor crumbling under the weight of Debra's words.

Debra bent down, picking up a shard of broken glass. She sighed dramatically, "Oh dear, such a priceless vase was smashed just like that. If I were the owner, I'd be furious." She pulled out her phone, acting as if she was about to call someone.

"It's just a few million. We can afford it," Violet Sosa huffed, trying to save face.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

Debra smirked, not missing a beat. "Well, since you were the one who did this, it will be your family's liability. You wouldn't expect Melody to cover for you, right?"

"I..."

"I've heard you married a wealthy businessman overseas. A few million dollars? That's not even as valuable as the rock on your finger."

Violet instinctively covered the ring, guilt flashing across her face. Debra had her. That diamond was likely fake.

The Sosa family had been rotting from the inside for years. And yet, this confrontation, which happened three years earlier than it had been in her previous life, was proof that the Sosas were falling apart faster than expected.

The reason was worth consideration. Debra shook her head, having no time to think about it. After all this drama, a headache was pounding at her temples.

"Have them send me the bill. I can cover it," Violet said, her tone trying to sound indifferent.

Debra wasn't fooled. But instead of laying it bare Debra smiled, "Of course, I apologize for doubting you. Anyway, if you're waiting for Juan feel free to stay. The production team will be here soon to discuss the next part of the shoot with me. You might also want to discuss the damages with them."

Violet felt the sting in her sarcastic words. "Don't think just because Juan is protecting you, you can

disregard others. Let me tell yone!

something. I'm Juan's aunt. And if I really wanted to deal with you, he wouldn't fuss over it."

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Her lips curled into a subtle smile as she taunted, "Oh really? I'd love to see how you plan on dealing with me."

Violet sneered, "You asked for it. Hold her down."

Her bodyguards lunged forward, grabbing Debra by the arms.

Violet raised her hand to slap Debra, but before she could bring it down, a voice thundered from behind. "Stop!"

Violet's eyes widened as she glared at Debra. "You set me up."

Debra was weak from her illness and looked paler at that point.