Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

After Debbie had downed three glasses of liquor, she'd earned more than 10, 000 dollars.

Jared finally revealed himself. He was tipsy, and staggered out of the bathroom, slumping back into his seat. Since there was a throng surrounding Debbie at that moment, Jared couldn't see her, so he turned his attention to the girl he had met earlier.

By the time Kristina found him, Debbie had already drunk seven glasses of liquor. She let him know, and the news sobered him.

Jared rushed to Debbie, snatched the glass from her hand, and snarled, "What the hell do you think you're doing? How much have you had?" Noticing the thick wad of notes, Jared shivered. 'If Mr. Huo finds out about this, I'm screwed.'

Debbie waved her hand and said, "Eh, relax. Look at the money I've made. Thousands of dollars a glass. And I'm not drunk yet."

She really could hold her liquor. After seven glasses, her face was red but she was only a bit tipsy.

She was in a good mood now. She figured she could drink more and make more money. The man in the bar poured another glass of liquor for her. Once again, she emptied the glass and took the wad of notes thrown on the table.

Her husband Carlos was rich and generous, but she considered it wise to have some private savings, just in case she and Carlos got divorced one day. She didn't want to end up homeless and penniless after the divorce. And she figured she'd found her calling.

Seeing that Debbie wouldn't listen to him, Jared cleared his throat and shouted at the man, "Go away! Do you have any clue who she is? You have some serious stones to get her drunk like this. You're playing with fire!"

Jared wasn't a regular. As a matter of fact, it was no short drive for him to get here. The only reason he was here was Debbie. So the man didn't know either of them. Jared's words didn't faze the man. He just shrugged and assumed an innocent tone. "You saw it. I didn't force her. She wanted to drink."

It frustrated Jared that what the man had said was true. He wanted to punch the man in the face, but he lacked a reason. Then he whispered in Debbie's ear, "Think about your husband. You forget what he did to us the last time we got drunk? And that was just beer. But you've put a lot of glasses away. What do you think he's going to do when he finds out?"

tremble. "Why didn't you tell me

"Are you blind? Bernard's having fun. Boss is rich enough to buy

and smashed it against the table. "I don't care who the hell Bernard is. Go ahead, make her drink again! I'll kill you," he spat, pointing the remaining broken bottle at

was ready to leave the bar. However, Bernard grabbed her arm. "Since

sing," Debbie grinned and

hurry? If you're drunk, then

his head. Blood gushed out and flowed down his face. Some of the customers screamed and fled the place, afraid of

His eyes went bloodshot with rage. He kicked away the chair in front of him

repeated with

familiar, but she didn't remember where she had

it. She took my money and she belongs to me tonight." Assuming that Jared was scared

the contrary, he calmed down rather quickly. He patted Bernard on the shoulder, pointed his thumb at Debbie, and said to him, "Oscar was beaten to a

out half dead. People said it was because he pissed off Damon. Soon enough, he was given a life sentence.

on the drinks tonight, he felt humiliated

hadn't expected the man

so much liquor. At your request! I earned every penny. If you couldn't afford

about a tiny amount like that?" Bernard knew that Damon was Carlos' good buddy. All Carlos' friends were rich and powerful,

to Debbie. "Ignore him, Tomboy. Let's go." Jared took her by the arm and started to walk towards

Damon's woman, Bernard was relieved. Also since she was just a nobody, he was more reluctant to let her leave