Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

The open tender was very important to the ZL Group and it was why Carlos had gone out of town in the first place. But after hearing Debbie say that she missed him, he'd squeezed out some time in his schedule and rushed back to Y City.

Silence befell the car. Emmett could tell that Carlos was in a bad mood. Since Carlos didn't respond, Emmett didn't pursue the topic again.

Just then, Emmett's phone rang. With one hand on the wheel, he answered it. "Hello, this is... What?! When? Okay, got it. Thank you. Bye!"

After hanging up, he cast a careful glance at his boss sitting in the back seat, then cleared his throat and said, "Er... Mr. Huo, something has happened to Mrs. Huo."

Carlos' eyes flew open, and his piercing gaze sent a chill running down Emmett's spine. Emmett wanted nothing more than to hit the brakes and ditch the car to get as far away from his boss as possible.

Meanwhile, the local police station was overflowing with young boys and girls, even though it was usually calm and quiet at this hour.

The boys were behaving as arrogantly as ever, as if they feared nothing and no one. The girls, however, looked completely different from half an hour ago. Now, they were sitting quietly in the cell with their heads lowered.

One of the policemen was interrogating Jared, whose face was black and blue. "Why did you start the fight?"

Jared raised his chin and pointed at another boy. With innocent eyes, he said, "Sir, you should ask him. I don't know why they hit me. I'm confused too."

The policeman knew how unruly these rich second generation kids could be. He banged the table and said in a serious tone, "If you refuse to answer, you'll have to celebrate New Year behind bars."

New Year was just half a month away.

While Jared was being questioned, Debbie was sound asleep with her head resting on Kasie's shoulder. No matter who spoke to her, she kept her eyes closed. Finally, when one of the policemen pressed her too hard, she yelled, "Why didn't you bring that woman here as well? She's the one who started the fight!" The woman she was referring to was none other than Portia. Portia had made a phone call to Hayden as soon as the policemen arrived at the private booth. As a result, she hadn't been taken to the police station.

Debbie wanted to leave too, but she didn't dare to call Carlos. Besides, she was still mad at him. There was no way she would call him for help.

Anyway, she wasn't worried about herself because she believed that Jared would help her out.

Debbie's stubbornness gave the policeman a headache. He shifted his attention to Kasie instead.

Like Debbie, she kept insisting that she was innocent and that Portia was the one who had

prominent families, so he didn't want to waste his time on them anymore. "Just ask one of your family members to come here. You can leave after we get

because of sleepiness. She cast a warning glance at Jared and firmly said, "Don't call your brother." If Damon found out

had been planning to call Damon. He was afraid that his father would beat him up if he found out about this.

asking him not to call his brother, his mother

and said, "This is all my fault.

big deal." Jared

about who should make the call, a man walked into the station—it was Emmett. As soon as Debbie saw him, she grabbed her two friends and used them to shield herself

recognized Emmett

his thoughts by Debbie's sudden push, he asked in a loud voice,

Debbie cursed inwardly and kicked him hard

entrance of the station, only to see Emmett approaching her.

Huo, I'm here to bring

about what happened. I'm done.' Debbie wanted to cry.

Emmett knows, then Carlos must know about it

calm herself down, she turned around and

crossed Emmett's face.

Debbie

signing some papers, Emmett took Debbie, Jared, and

Debbie on his back. After realizing that Carlos knew about

parked across the street, Jared whispered to Debbie, "Your husband seems to

grip on his neck.

let me go!" Jared pleaded.

do as I say, we won't be friends anymore," she threatened.

relations with you than offend your

was left

following behind, almost