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

and Debbie made a beeline for the CEO's office.

floor. Staring at the closed door of Carlos' office, Lewis nudged Debbie forward and said, "Remember our arrangement. You go

was dumbstruck. 'Seriously? You're really afraid of Carlos, aren't you? I can understand why Jared is scared of Carlos. But

in the secretary's office—Emmett and Zelda. Zelda stood up

was quite surprised to see Debbie.

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

Zelda complained, her face reddening. She

came up to them and told Lewis respectfully, "Mr. Lewis Huo, Mr.

with him?" If Lewis weren't here, Emmett would have let Debbie know that Lewis was an asshole and advised her to keep him at arm's length.

shrug, "He

realized that Debbie wasn't behind him. He cast a burning glance at her

knocked on the door. With Carlos' permission, he pushed the door

Debbie and pushed her into the office. Caught off guard,

sitting in his armchair, saw Debbie falter. He immediately stood up, strode towards her and pulled her into his arms. "It's very late. Why aren't you home? You okay?" That

a cold voice

. . 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

livid. "Who did this?" He shifted his gaze to Lewis,

Carlos released her, and before Lewis could respond, kicked him in the gut, knocking him to the

then walked over to his prone body, and placed his foot on him. Then he

and raised it overhead, as if

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

well. She then realized that Carlos had always been rather kind to her when she had