Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right novel Chapter 1742

Debra froze, staring at the man.

The driver walked over and handed her a black card. "Miss, this is a little something from my boss. Really sorry about this."

He shoved it into her hand and got back in the car, giving her no chance to refuse.

"What, money makes him king? Like I don't have cash too," Jordan griped, noticing Debra's distraction. "Did that crash knock you out? Why aren't you talking? Need a hospital?"

Debra glanced at the card in her hand.

"I feel like I've seen him somewhere."

"What? I think your brain's fried. When we get back, I'll have William check you out."

Jordan muttered about bad luck as he opened the car door and nudged her in. If he didn't have stuff to do today, he'd have taught that punk a lesson.

For the rest of the journey, Debra stared at the card, dead quiet.

Jordan noticed her usual silence and took it as an aftershock of the crash.

"You sure you don't need a doctor?"

"I'm good."

Jordan poked his head out the window.

"I'll wait here. We'll pick up your folks and head to the Houston Mansion together."

Normally, Debra would've run into their arms like a spoiled child. But today, she was filled with bitterness.

"Dwayne is throwing a welcome-back dinner tonight," Gael said, faking a stern look. "Dylan and the rest are probably there already. You're the only one dragging your feet."

Lori adjusted his tie and sleeves. "Your outfit's ready upstairs. Hurry and change. Your dad's all about appearances. Don't embarrass him."

"Who says that? My girl could show up in pajamas and still do Dwayne a favor. He should thank me," Gael said.

"Quit yapping." Lori swatted his face lightly. "Lift your arm and let me check."

"At your command, my queen," he smiled.

Debra got goosebumps and bolted upstairs.