Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Hayden's intense reaction annoyed Debbie. She tried to pull her hand away, but his grip was too tight.

"Debbie? Mr. Gu?" a sarcastic voice cut in.

It sounded familiar. Debbie turned her head to find that Olga was standing behind them, watching with a smirk on her face.

To avoid trouble for both Debbie and himself, Hayden reluctantly released her hand.

Debbie never liked Olga. And life was too short to spend it around people she didn't like. She'd long ago promised herself that if it didn't make her happy, make her money, or make her better, she didn't have time for it. So certainly, she didn't have time for Olga. She turned around and walked away, as if the newcomer were invisible.

Olga's cheeks were burning with embarrassment. 'What a snooty bitch! And right in front of Hayden, the most eligible bachelor in the city.' Olga decided that she had to do something to save face.

"Debbie Nian!" she called out shrilly.

Debbie turned and looked at her coldly. "What? You want more? Another glass of wine on your dress maybe?"

Olga replayed the events of their last meeting in her mind. It consumed her, and she was lost in thought for a moment. She remembered how Debbie had humiliated her in front of so many people. She remembered the crushing embarrassment, the cold, wet feeling of the wine seeping through her gown, the looks on the faces of the other guests. The happenings of that night still burned in her mind, fueled her rage, and sapped her self-control. She finally gave into her feelings and lost it. Looking at Debbie riding on the crest of success, she sneered, "Shut up, you showoff! Who the hell do you think you are? You think because you're married to Emmett you can do what you want? When I become Mrs. Huo, I'll kick you and Emmett out of ZL Group and out of Y City!"

Her stupid words sent Debbie into a wild wave of laughter. She couldn't stop. After a long while, she finally calmed herself down and said, "I think Mr. Huo is married. So you're Mrs. Huo? Or just the other woman?"

Instinctively, Olga thought it was a good idea to make Debbie think she was Mrs. Huo, so she retorted, "God, you must really be stupid! As a daughter of the Mi family, I would never be the other woman!"

Raising her eyebrows, Debbie pretended to be surprised. "So, you mean you're Mrs. Huo?"

"And why would I tell you?" Olga snorted.

stifle her laughter. It was getting harder by the moment not to expose Olga's lie. Then she remembered that Carlos had

looked at Debbie and asked, "You're Emmett's wife and you

relationship with Emmett, Carlos' personal assistant. If anyone knew who the real Mrs. Huo was, it was him. And Debbie

ignore her normally, so this came naturally to her. She told Hayden conspiratorially, "Of course I

when she heard Debbie's last sentence. She strode over to grab Debbie, but Hayden stopped her. "Miss Mi, we're in public," he reminded

a grand occasion it was, Olga managed to fight down her

Gu, are you trying to steal Debbie from her husband?" Olga said to Hayden in a sarcastic

who was walking towards Sebastian, Hayden admitted, "I'll wait for her.

no boobs! I don't get it. Even Hayden? You'd think he'd have better taste. Are they all blind?' she thought resentfully. "What do you see in her?

drained his glass. "She's awesome. Much

Her face a mask of fury, Olga stomped

to ask him if she could leave early. Carlos told her to wait for him. He would come

was waiting for her in the car across the street.

Sasha to Sebastian and left through

Emmett closing the door for her after she got in the car. He didn't go over to her. Instead, he told his assistant to find out what Emmett's phone number was.

and kissed her passionately. Debbie could feel that he could hardly control his urges. If she hadn't been rejecting his advances, he would have taken her right inside the car, not long after

long it actually lasted, no one could say. "Hi Mr. Handsome. I pissed off your dear Miss 'Me' today," she

puzzled for a moment. Then he realized she was talking about Olga. "She's not dear to me. Don't say that again,

was embarrassed by what he had said. 'Mr. Huo, please, even if you don't care, I do. I don't enjoy watching that kind of scene.' But Emmett didn't dare express his thoughts, so he silently

interior screen had been rolled up, Debbie covered

smiled and took her hand in his. "Why're you embarrassed? Emmett doesn't mind. Look, he even put the

you're acting like this?" Debbie rolled

her with a mischievous smile. "How would I ever get lucky with my wife if I cared what anyone