Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

"No way. We're not a good match. Emmett is a weird guy when he's not working. What's more, I enjoy being single. I don't need a man. It's my parents. They want me to find a nice guy," Kasie said on the other end.

Debbie pursed her lips and defended Emmett, "So why did you accept the expensive handbag he bought?"

"For the selfies. Those are worth more than the price of a handbag. We took some cute pics to convince his parents we're dating."

Debbie sighed helplessly. "Fine, as long as you guys are okay with it."

"Yeah. Oh! Can you guess who we bumped into at Shining International Plaza?"

"Who?"

"Hayden. By the way, why haven't you told him who your real husband is? He thought you were married to Emmett."

Debbie knew Hayden had mistaken Emmett for her husband. Yet she wasn't interested in explaining anything to him, and he likely wouldn't even believe it. "I don't need to explain anything to him. Anyway, it's not like we're an item," Debbie replied firmly.

"Sounds about right. I'm looking forward to the day Portia finds out you're Mrs. Huo. I can see the look on her face. Aha...ha..." Kasie leaned against the sofa, bursting into wild laughter.

Right then, the door of the empty VIP room was pushed open. A group of businessmen walked in as a man said politely, "Emmett, this is the room we reserved..."

The group of neatly dressed businessmen were shocked to see a woman lying casually on the sofa. When she spotted them, Kasie hastily stood up from the sofa and tidied her clothes.

Emmett asked curiously, "Kasie? Why are you here?"

Kasie swung her phone in front of him. "Too noisy out there, so I wanted a quiet spot to talk on the phone. I'm leaving now," she explained briefly.

Emmett nodded and moved aside to let her out. But the next second, he remembered something and stopped in her tracks. After pulling her out of the room, he said, "Hey, my dad invited you to have a meal at my house."

did you say?

have no choice. Relax, this is a paid gig. When you have some free time, I

comparison was valid, then did that make her a whore? And what did that do to her image? What if someone found out? And was that all she was to him? A paid escort? He seemed friendly enough, but his

still on the phone, she could hear Emmett's voice coming from the other end, so she spoke

the caller ID was "Tomboy" and that they had already been on the phone for 18 minutes. Realizing this, he grinned broadly and

at him. "Oh please. What would Mr. Huo think

help but burst into laughter. She fought the urge and stopped laughing. She needed to know. "So, what do you think of

parents are happy with her after seeing the photo," he answered in an official tone.

polite. But what

wall. "I'd like to give it a shot. But she loves Mr. Lewis

"Hey, who loves Lewis Huo? You mean me?

thrust his arms forward, palms out. "Okay, okay. Mea culpa." Getting back on the phone, he said, "Mrs. Huo, I have a meeting. I'll call Kasie later to talk about her

So soon?" Debbie exclaimed. She was taken aback.

contract tonight is important to the company. If I can't seal the deal,

nervous. With a stiff smile on her face, she stuttered, "I-It's... none

a lot of new and fashionable products at the plaza after the Spring Festival. I'll

strings recently. 'Fine, just one meal. I'm not marrying him. There's nothing

showing his white teeth. Before entering the room, he patted her on

would he buy me things,

a moment, she finally came back to her senses, realizing that the call was

I heard everything. Look, Emmett's a nice guy. Think about it,

she said, "I... Let

door interrupted her. It was a housemaid, informing her that Carlos' grandmother wanted to see her. The old lady was waiting for her downstairs. It seemed that Debbie had been too naive. She thought that as long as she stayed

she asked the housemaid