Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right novel Chapter 1665

"What're you looking at?" Lara asked, stepping out and spotting Michael by the window.

"Debra says the stone Drake gave us is fake," he replied.

"What? No way." Drake shot up from his seat.

"Are you messing with us?" Lara's sharp gaze landed on him.

"No. Debra's talking nonsense," Drake insisted.

"We'll see," Michael said, unruffled.

Debra was offering the stone on the condition of meeting with their leader. It fit her style.

"She thinks she can just waltz in and see our master?" Lara sneered.

"The stone's a big deal to him. I bet he'll agree," Michael replied, shutting his phone.

"Don't tell me you're sweet on Debra," she hissed. "You keep letting her off. Don't wanna kill her, huh?"

"Unlike you, I don't get off on killing," he countered. "If she's not in my way, why bother? You're out there slaughtering, just making enemies for the Illuminati. You're venting rather than serving."

"You don't get it. I'm building fear for the Illuminati," she justified herself. "They need to know what happens if they betray us. They should bow and scrape."

She clenched her fists and added, "I'll show our master I'm the one to carry his torch. You? You're not even in the game."

As long as he held the stone, Debra and the others were in danger.

"It's real. I wouldn't lie about that," he replied.

"But you understand that giving it to us speeds up the world's end, right?" Michael pressed.

"I'm no saint," Drake snorted. "I've always been a rotten guy. I don't care about others, only protecting those important to me. The world going to hell or not? It has nothing to do with me."

He'd never had anyone he truly cared about. Without Debra or his grudge against Marion, he'd have coasted through life numb.

If he could keep that flicker of warmth in his heart, screwing over the world was nothing.