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

"Oh, really?" Debra paused, leaning on the second-floor railing. "And what business could Melody possibly have with me?" Shelia snorted, "Stop playing dumb. You're having Melody's box, right? You're not Mrs. Nichols anymore, so hand it over." Debra almost laughed. She'd nearly forgotten about that box.

Back then, to pay the Vargas family, Melody exchanged a box of her personal effects for one billion in cash.

Clearly, the old lady hadn't filled Shelia in on the details. That was typical Melody, always keeping her pawns in the dark.

"Do you know what's in that box?" Debra asked.

Shelia scoffed, "Of course. It's filled with Melody's most valuable possessions. You're to hand them all over."

Shelia assumed Debra had taken the box while holding the title of Mrs. Nichols. Now that she and Juan were divorced, Debra had no more reason to keep it.

Debra curled her lips. "Miss Blair, if you're here to collect the box, you should know the facts. But if you insist, you can have it."

Shelia sneered, "At least you know what's good for you. Go get that box."

"Yes, ma'am." The bodyguards moved to head upstairs, but Debra's next words stopped them in their tracks.

"You can have the box. Just bring me one billion in cash first, and it's yours."

"What? One billion?"

Debra raised an eyebrow, telling from her expression that Shelia was truly clueless.

"Back when Melody harmed Hester, she needed one billion dollars to smooth things over. She couldn't come up with the money, so she gave me that box as collateral. I paid the Vargas family on her behalf, and she signed a note promising to redeem it when she had the funds. Now that Melody sent you, I assume she has the money. So, if you would, Miss Blair, hand it over, and we'll make the exchange."

Shelia's face darkened because Melody had never mentioned anything about that exchange, and there was no way she could get that kind of money on such short notice.

Debra feigned surprise. "What's wrong? Miss Blair, don't tell me you don't have the funds."

Shelia puffed up. "Don't be ridiculous. I'm the future Mrs. Nichols. How could I not have just one billion dollars?"

She was now the general manager of the Nichols Group, and accessing the company funds would be easy enough for her.

But Debra say through her bluster. "Oh, of course. But I hear Juan isn't in Seamar City right now. And ten billion is no small change. I'm afraid that, with your current position you might not be able to sign off on that kind of money."

Debra's words hit the bullseye, and Shelia was left sputtering like a wet firecracker, "It's just one billion dollars. Do you think I can't get that?

One call to Juan, and the money will

be in my account in sey will

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