Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Debbie bid Kasie goodbye and was about to get into the car when Portia grabbed her arm—hard. "No! We're not done!" Portia yelled. Her men would arrive in a few minutes. She had no intention of letting Debbie off the hook so easily.

Before Debbie could respond, Lewis pulled Portia away and snapped impatiently, "Get the hell out of here, Portia. I thought you were an ice queen, but you're really as clingy as an octopus."

He didn't love Portia; he just took it as a challenge to melt the ice queen's heart. But now she was getting on his nerves.

Portia trembled with anger at Lewis' remarks. With red eyes, she pointed at him and shouted, "Dammit Lewis! You're cancelled! I'm telling my mom to call off our engagement."

Debbie had guessed right—Portia and Lewis were about to get engaged.

"Whatever." Lewis shrugged and got into the car. Seeing Debbie remain motionless, he urged, "Hurry! Get in the car! You don't want her bitch cooties, do you?"

Portia broke out into curses. "Lewis Huo, you're an asshole! Everyone in your family is!"

Debbie, trying hard to suppress her giggles, got into the back seat. Lewis was not angered by Portia's words. "My family? Does that include Carlos?"

Portia stopped as soon as Lewis mentioned Carlos. She cast a murderous glance at Debbie and threatened through gritted teeth, "Debbie Nian, just wait and see."

With a wide grin, Debbie clapped back. "Oh, don't forget to tell your brother—I kicked your ass and cut your hair."

"You!" Portia was too angry to utter a complete sentence.

The car soon drove off, leaving Portia behind. Her long fingernails dug into her palms, leaving deep marks.

At the ZL Group

beeline for the CEO's office.

the 66th floor. Staring at the closed door of Carlos' office, Lewis nudged Debbie forward and

aren't you? I can understand why Jared is scared of Carlos. But you're his cousin!

office—Emmett and Zelda. Zelda stood up from her seat and greeted Lewis,

quite surprised

his lips. "Zelda, you're as hot as ever." This was a common thing—Lewis was a

face reddening. She sat

told Lewis respectfully, "Mr. Lewis Huo, Mr. Huo

with him?" If Lewis weren't here, Emmett would have

said with a shrug, "He forced me

to the office door, and then realized that Debbie wasn't behind him. He cast a burning glance at her

he pushed the door open and

pushed her into the office. Caught off guard, she staggered,

falter. He immediately stood up, strode towards her and pulled her into his arms. "It's very late. Why aren't you

asked in a cold voice and furrowed his eyebrows.

I came here. . . because I missed you. Can I get a ride home with you?" Debbie held back Carlos' waist and cast a challenging glance at Lewis, who couldn't believe his eyes and ears. Why was she so familiar with his

arms and examined her cheek carefully. His face turned livid. "Who did this?" He shifted his gaze to Lewis, who also had a swollen face.

could respond, kicked him in

prone body, and placed his foot on him. Then he asked in an

the teapot from the table and raised it overhead, as if he was

paled. "Relax, man! I didn't hit her. It was Portia

was a little scared as well. She then realized that Carlos had always been rather kind