Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

'Call Carlos Huo?' Olga was frightened. She and Carlos hadn't talked for a long time.

As if remembering something, Debbie acted surprised and asked Olga, "So you claim to be Carlos' woman and Carlos Huo even said he had a girlfriend to the press. Are you the girl he carried out of the hotel?"

Jared knew the truth, and buried his face in his cuff to avoid bursting out in laughter. 'Way to go, Tomboy! She's a lot different now. Much more confident, she takes pot shots and ducks for cover.'

Embarrassed, Olga bit her lower lip. She had no clue who that woman was. She really couldn't answer either way. When the news broke, she had looked into it. But Carlos was security-conscious, so no information was available on that mystery woman.

She had heard from Emmett that Carlos was married, so she wondered if that woman was the mysterious Mrs. Huo.

Determined to avoid the question, Olga growled brashly, "Listen to you! Prying into Carlos' personal affairs!"

Seated on the sofa, Jared cut in, "Miss Mi, I'm just curious. Was that you? Mr. Huo said that the woman in his arms was his woman and that's who you say you are. Did any of you hear Mr. Huo say this to anyone?"

Jared looked at the other girls with her. They looked at each other. Gradually it dawned on them. It turned out none of them had ever heard Carlos refer to Olga as his woman. It was only Olga who talked about her life with Carlos. No one else was circulating those rumors.

Debbie gave Jared an knowing look, as if to say, "Nice, dude!" Then she shifted her eyes to Olga and continued, "Using Carlos Huo's name to bully others. Does he know about this?"

"You!" Anger overtook Olga. She raised her hand to slap Debbie.

using her arms as stability. But when Debbie's hand flew out, it stopped. Her tea didn't. Black liquid

hot. It just stained the victim's face—and her cream dress. Even DeeDee's black dress got

it had already gotten ugly between her and Olga, Debbie decided she was done giving a shit. And she was done with

wondered between her, his wife, and the self-proclaimed his woman, which of them Carlos would

arm and pushed her hard. The woman fell backwards. Being in high heels, all these women lost their balance quickly and grabbed onto each other, screaming.

hint immediately. While those women were busy squabbling amongst themselves, Debbie poured the

cost in the neighborhood of a million or so. Now they were all ruined by a glass of wine.

his hands, making sure it was pristine. He rested his arm on Debbie's shoulder and said to

sideways glance and sneered, "What do you want? Hadn't had enough?

and lowered

started clattering. He wasted

rubbed the spot between his

"Mrs. Huo... Er... She..."

abruptly. "What about her? Get to the

with some socialite divas, including the daughters of the Mi family, the Gu family, the Mu family..." Each of the families mentioned was important in Y City. Angering

"Which side lost?" he

confused until Carlos asked again. He turned his head back to the scene. The socialite divas were getting up from the floor, and Debbie was watching them, remarkably unscathed. "It