Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Debbie raised her fist and threw it at Lewis' face. Although Lewis knew next to nothing about martial arts, he was a fan of boxing matches, and was fast enough to dodge her fist.

Seeing Debbie start a fight, Portia ordered Ralph in a harsh voice, "Why are you still standing there? The bitch dares to beat Mr. Lewis Huo! If he gets hurt, do you think you could afford it?"

Ralph didn't dare to offend either side, so he told the bodyguards, "Stop them!"

Cornered by Debbie, Lewis warned, "Woman! One more step and I'll escalate this!"

"Escalate to whom? Is it Carlos you're banking on? Shouldn't you be ashamed of calling on another man to fight the stupid scuffles you started?" Debbie snapped.

Seeing Debbie not convinced, Lewis took his phone out from his pocket. Just then, she landed a punch in his belly. He winced in pain.

Joining in, Kasie took the chance to slap him across the face. A humiliated Lewis shouted to the bodyguards, "Drag them away!"

Helpless, yet fumed with rage, Portia thought to herself, 'Who does she think she is?! She used to be the dog of me and my brother.' In her high heels, she rushed to Debbie and grabbed her arm. "Debbie Nian, if you dare touch Mr. Lewis Huo again, I swear it will be the end of you and my brother!"

"Huh?" Debbie's jaw dropped. "Are you kidding me? You think the Gu family is something I give a damn about, don't you? To be honest, your family was even no match for Jared's family before. It is a stroke of luck that Hayden has managed to improve the lot of the Gu family in the last few years. So stop showing off. You are just from a nouveau riche family."

The blunt truth in Debbie's words incensed Portia. With a sour face, she snarled, "Shut up, bitch!"

anymore. I don't give a hoot about you or your

finish, Portia gave her such

feel color flaming up

happened. When she saw Debbie's swollen cheek, she broke

Debbie's strong backer, Portia gave Kasie a mocking smile and taunted, "Really? I don't think I'll pay for it. Debbie Nian is just a worthless bitch

feet. As he adjusted his clothes, he scowled at

held Debbie's coat with utmost care, aware that it was worth over $300, 000—not something he would wish to compensate for, even if he could afford. All the same, there was no way he could

when she remembered the last time she was slapped—it was on

such a scare that she screamed like a banshee. Debbie dragged Portia to Lewis. "Mr. Jerk, how dare you cheat on my

terror, Debbie slapped her so hard she saw stars.

been a long time since he was last turned

to save her from Debbie, Portia tried to hit back. Flinging her expensive bag in the hope she'd hit Debbie, she yelled hysterically, "Screw you!

was too quick and dodged with ease. Seeing that she was no match for Debbie, Portia took out her phone from her

casually asked, "Are you

just

I a fool? Anyway, I hope you've learnt not to mess with everyone. But in case you still want us to dance, I'll be more than willing. Try me!"

He was

"Are you an employee of this salon? Can I borrow