Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Chapter 27 Headquarters Of ZL Group

"Yeah, I'm here," Debbie replied on the phone. The worried lady was too distracted to pay attention to her conversation with Jared. All she wanted to know was whether she would be berated by Carlos for getting drunk. Would he punish her for it? The man, after all, had been poking his nose in everything these days.

Lifting the covers off her, Debbie jumped out of the bed, and said, "I'm sorry, Jar. I have to go. Talk to you later." Then she hung up the phone without waiting for Jared to reply, running to the bathroom with her head feeling as though it were being split in half.

'What should I do next? Revolt? Apologize?' Debbie pondered in the tub.

If she revolted, would she end up being buried alive? That did not sound tempting at all. So... what if she apologized instead? Would that authoritative aristocrat be merciful? Did he even know how to forgive people?

The lady continued to mull over the idea, and considered giving it a try. What was there to lose? Apologizing certainly felt like the easier choice. If it worked, she would no longer have to look over her shoulder anymore.

Having made up her mind, she finished her bath quickly and went downstairs.

Julie, who was considering going upstairs to wake her up, was glad to see her coming down. With a pleased look, the servant asked Debbie to take a seat while she brought out her lunch.

At the dining table, just as she was about to take a bite of her food, an idea suddenly came to her mind. 'How about I cook dinner for him tonight and take it to his office myself? Maybe he'll be so touched by the gesture that he won't have any choice but to forgive me!

Hmm...' Grinning, the girl gripped her spoon tightly, and thought to herself, 'That's brilliant, Deb!'

The idea just made more sense to her. Come to think of it, Debbie's current priority was not the divorce, but to avoid cutting her life short due to her aristocrat husband.

Now that it was clear to her, she contemplated how to appease her angry husband. It was time to put the plan into action. Or so she thought.

The more she thought about it, however, the more challenges crossed her mind. 'Umm...' Debbie thought, frowning a bit. 'The thing is...' Looking down on her lap in embarrassment, she closed her eyes and bit her lip. Cooking seemed like a great idea until she realized a small hiccup which could completely influence the results. How could she overlook the key to her plan? That, in order to feed Carlos food delicious enough to make him forget his name, the first thing she needed to know... was how to cook. Luckily, she just thought of the best teacher anyone could ask for.

For a moment, the inexperienced chef-for-a-day hesitated while standing in a corner. Watching Julie in her element in the kitchen, Debbie realized how fortunate she was to have someone help her accomplish her goal. At the same time, everything felt unfamiliar, and yet exciting, to her.

whole afternoon, sounds of clanging and banging kept coming from the kitchen. Sizzling oil flew in every direction. Up until that point, Julie never imagined that pans, plates, and ladles could be so

noise in the kitchen finally quieted down. To Julie's relief, the house appeared to be at peace once

into a meal box, Julie could not help but wipe beads of sweat off her forehead as she prayed, 'Please,

everything, she wore a triumphant look. 'That wasn't so hard now, was it?' she thought proudly.

put her hands on her hips and took a deep breath. It was time

the city, ZL Group's astonishing 88-floor main office building towered into the sky, linked with

more than one thousand companies from all parts

so many times, which was one of the landmarks of Y City. Even so, had it not been for Emmett sharing the company address with her, she would not have remembered that it was where

had businesses in many industries such as

boss of such a colossal group, despite his age, Carlos was highly respected. His success and

awe, Debbie could only imagine the pressure

while holding the meal box, she ran into some people who had finished their work and were on

white shirt underneath her coat, partnered with a pair of jeans and white sneakers while her purple hair was in a bun. A single glance at her was all it took to guess that

and more

Rhonda Wang, who was a secretary, asked at the front desk when she noticed that Debbie was looking around like a lost child. The more mature woman warily sized her

Debbie answered nonchalantly. As soon as that name came out of her mouth, everyone who was within earshot turned to

What's the nature of her relationship with Boss? Nobody has dared to call him by his full name, ' Rhonda Wang wondered. Wherever Carlos was

smile. Before the young university student could reply, she spoke again.

even hundreds of people, came to see the influential man every day. But as their boss' status was beyond average people's dreams, not everyone was fortunate enough to be graced with his presence. 'And certainly, not a university student like this girl, ' Rhonda Wang thought to herself.

to answer. "I'm his... family." Few people were aware that she was married to Carlos.

she did not even bother to conceal them. "Young girl, it's wrong to lie. Mr. Huo's family is in the U.S. taking care of the company over there. Everybody knows it." The secretary sneered, and continued, "Next time

at her and waved her hand as though she

her eyes at the woman. "I'm not lying," she said. "Why don't you just call him if you don't believe?" The

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