Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Chapter 95 What Are You Trying To Buy

"Wait. Just drop me here at the roadside," Debbie said. She didn't want to see Megan, nor did she intend to stop Carlos going.

Carlos looked at her and sensed the change of her mood, but he didn't know what she was unhappy about. "Honey, if those men take Megan, she will be in danger," he explained patiently.

But Debbie didn't respond.

When they arrived at the gate of Megan's housing community, the girl was cringing in a chair in the security guards' room, holding her legs.

"Megan!" Carlos called.

At his voice, Megan raised her head, ran towards him, and held him tightly. "Uncle Carlos, I'm so glad you're here. I was scared out of my wits."

"Don't be afraid. I'm here,"

Carlos comforted her gently. Seeing her husband holding another woman was bad enough, but his soft, warm consoling tone made Debbie feel even worse.

Some people used to say that her husband had a ruthless, cold soul.

But not to everybody, it seemed.

Gently he picked Megan up and carried her towards the car. "Open the door," he ordered the security guards.

"Yes, Mr. Huo," answered the guards in unison as one of them darted to open the back door quickly.

Then he turned to Debbie who had quietly stood by, watching. Thank God, he hadn't forgotten about her yet. "Deb, get in, please."

Debbie didn't want to get in the car.

Thankfully, as she was wondering what to do, her phone rang.

"Hi Tomboy, I'm calling just to ask where you bought the red wine last time," said Kasie.

Okay, I'm coming to pick you up,"

confused. She took her phone away from her ear and checked the service, which was good. "No, Tomboy, I

are at home. Okay, stay put and wait for me. I'm

was waiting for her to get in the car and said apologetically, "Sorry, Kasie is drunk at home. She is in a really bad mood right now. I have to go check

Carlos didn't

shirt and said, "Debbie, go ahead if you have something to attend to. I'm already feeling much better and I don't see the need to hold you around. I'll watch over Uncle Carlos for you, just in case

was startled at the girl's

she said and left in a

me. If you stop me, I'll get in the car and go back to the villa with you.' But till a

rest. I'll go—" He intended to tell Debbie that he wanted to drive her to

could even finish his sentence, Megan grabbed his sleeve and said in a

I need to take the

Do you have any of the drugs with you?" asked Carlos. "Y-Yes," Megan answered, pointing at her bag with great

turned to look for

he felt like cursing.

cab and asked,

asked instead, "What's

Debbie replied, "Not much. Where are you?

red wine last time. It really tasted great. Could we have some bottles

hung up. Then she called Jared. "Where're you?

for you. Where else can

bark. He had taken a VIP card from Carlos, so he felt obliged to take matters concerning Debbie more

"How is it going?"

and he has agreed to pay you $1, 100 per hour. I was

honest, the pay was good. Some bars paid two or three hundred a night. "I

her the address.

to the bar, Jared took her straight to the manager. The manager had heard from

only shortcoming was her low-key dressing, which didn't go with the ambiance of the bar. But that didn't matter as long

guitar in hand, one might have dismissed her for just another wannabe. But the moment she strummed the first chords on her guitar and belted out the first words of

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