Goodbye, Mr. Ex: I've Remarried Mr. Right novel Chapter 1884

Marion stayed quiet, aware of the situation.

He wasn't going to let Solomon have her easily. There would be tests to pass.

Half an hour later, Lillian followed Juan into the Nichols Mansion.

The house hadn't changed much over the years. The maids had the guest rooms ready.

She slipped into Juan's study instead of heading to her room.

As he popped a hangover pill, she spilled her plan. "Godfather, I want to hear..."

"Your dad's epic stories?" he said, knowing the answer.

She nodded eagerly, and he rubbed his temples. His head was pounding from the booze.

He pointed to a bookshelf. "The file is on the third shelf. The third from the left. Read it if you want."

He downed a glass of water and added, "I've got a meeting tomorrow. Put it back when you're done."

He stood up, glanced at Solomon at the door, and left without another word.

"Solomon, get in here," Lillian exclaimed, finding the folder.

It looked yellowed, worn by time. An old file was lying inside.

She flipped to the first page. The paper was wrinkled, like Juan had studied it a lot.

It detailed Marion's profile and his overseas bases.

Lillian was clueless about corporate jargon. As Solomon leaned in, she tugged at his arm.

Marion wrapped his arms around her. "Who knows? A stone-cold villain, maybe."

"You're too hard on her. No wonder she thinks you're just a regular middle-aged guy," Debra mumbled.

Marion's brow twitched. "Regular middle-aged guy?"

"You didn't hear her at dinner?"

"Missed that one."

Debra laughed, "Act like that, and people would think she's Juan's kid."

Sometimes, Juan seemed more responsible for Lillian than Marion was.