Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Carlos cast a sidelong glance at the woman holding his arm, and then let go of David.

He shook off Debbie's hands, pulled out his phone and dialed a number. "Uncle Noel, it's me, Carlos. You may have to inspect The No. 1 Nightclub. I suspect they are engaging in organized prostitution."

The manager was shocked to hear his words. 'Dammit! We're so screwed!' he thought. Putting on a pitiful look, he pleaded, "Mr. Huo, David was wrong. Please don't be mad at him."

Carlos gave him a cold glare and said, "Get out."

The manager didn't dare disobey his orders. He shut his mouth and quickly left the private booth with David.

Only Debbie, Kasie, Carlos and his friends were left behind in the booth.

Curtis was aware that Carlos was about to teach Debbie a good lesson. To protect her, he pulled Debbie to his side and stood between her and Carlos.

"Carlos, why not let Debbie stay with Colleen for a couple of days? Her visa has been issued already, right? How about we drive her to the airport then?" Curtis offered.

Debbie was amused by the current scenario in the booth. She was now standing behind Curtis. Everyone else, except Carlos, stood behind her. Damon's date was long gone. There were nine people in the booth. And Carlos was confronting eight of them. But strength wasn't always the solution for victory.

Carlos straightened his suit and looked at Debbie, who was standing behind Curtis. "Come here!"

Debbie was not afraid of him—she was boiling over with rage. She wanted to ask him whether he had been with Megan the past week. "What do you want with me now? You can do whatever you want, but you deprive me of my lawful rights. Don't you think it's unfair?"

is not your lawful right to hang around with other

Debbie snapped back, "My husband is cheating on me, while I am left to stay alone at home. I can't live like

did I cheat on you? I was just

out with your friends?" Debbie sneered. "Mr. Lu has brought his fiancee along. Wesley is with his girlfriend. Damon

loss for words. Even Damon, who was hostile to Debbie most of the time, had nothing to say to her now. He wasn't stupid enough to correct Debbie at the moment to tell her that he had also brought a woman with him. What if she snitched

their faces had gone tomato red. Wesley really liked Blair. He felt a tingle when Debbie mentioned that Blair was his girlfriend, and didn't want

and Colleen always

for the most only had time to lecture her. "It's Megan! Not my mistress. Stop making trouble out of

that Debbie was referring to Megan as Carlos' mistress, and chipped in

you are the one who has misunderstood. I AM talking about Megan. I've underestimated this girl. I didn't expect that she would be able to keep my husband to herself for seven whole days. She is really something! I shouldn't have taken her

admired Debbie's guts—she not only dared to argue with Carlos and Wesley, but also had no qualms in

colors were finally being exposed. Blair looked at Debbie with admiration. 'Debbie is my idol from

eyes. He didn't understand why she was staring so intently at Debbie. 'I really know next to nothing about women, '

out a few drops of tears and explained weakly, "Aunt Debbie, that's not true. I didn't know that Uncle Carlos hadn't been

staying in the company for the last week." Emmett was telling the truth. Carlos hadn't seen Megan in the past week at all. It was Damon who had decided to take her to their gathering to cheer

classmates and had asked Carlos,

eyes, Megan was his niece. Also, he wanted to use this opportunity to make Debbie jealous. When

that he would be at the receiving end of

eyeliner made her look like a strong woman. "Did you sleep in the company last week? What

don't know...Mrs. Huo, please go on with your reprimanding. I better shut up now." He