Mr Carlos Huo, She's Your Wife

Glenda's face twitched when she heard what Debbie said. "You're just after his money, aren't you? Tell you what, I'll give you ten million. Take your bastard child and leave Mr. Huo."

"Ten million?" Debbie sneered. "At least you're not as stingy as your daughter. She offered me five."

Glenda cast her a disdainful look. "Like the idea? Then fine, take the money and get your ass out of the country. I won't even say a word about the coffee you poured on me."

Debbie didn't have the time for games. 'If I ever had any doubts, they're gone. James, Glenda and Stephanie are definitely family. All arrogant and shockingly open about their cruelty. But neither mother nor daughter is as cunning as James.' "Like mother, like daughter. You've cheated on your husband for so many years. Your daughter stole my husband while his memories were gone. And you both think money can buy everything. Five million? Ten million? Come on! You can do better than that."

Debbie stood up from her seat and added, "Lady—and I use the term loosely—I'll give you fifty million. Take your bitch of a daughter and get out of my sight."

Glenda couldn't keep her cool anymore. She stood up and raised her hand, about to slap Debbie.

Debbie, however, caught her wrist with her left hand and slapped her in the face with the right. Smack!

"Argh!" Glenda screamed at the top of her lungs.

There were not many guests at the cafe—only two young girls, likely students, were sitting at another table. Not wanting any part of this, they immediately picked up their backpacks and went to the cashier's desk to pay. They left in a hurry.

Debbie shook her hand and said impatiently, "Don't call me. Ever. I'm busy, and I don't have time for your drama."

Glenda's face was already red and swollen from the force of Debbie's slap. Her tears fell as she yelled, "You bitch! Guards!"

The bodyguards, who had been standing by the gate all this time, ran towards her. "Mrs. Li."

Glenda raised her hand and pointed at Debbie. "Grab her," she said in a chilly voice.

Debbie shrugged helplessly. 'Seriously? I really don't have time for this.'

guys. Let's take this outside. Don't want to smash the cafe, right? Hey, didn't

was speaking, a bodyguard kicked a chair hard and

dodged the chair, and

and gave the money to the cashier, who was shivering behind the counter. "Sorry about

the wad of cash she offered, cowering behind the counter at the sight of the

on the counter before heading outside.

her around. At this moment, her phone rang. She smashed the hand with her purse and

bodyguard's stunned expression, she pulled out her phone and checked the

had Glenda's attention. "It's Carlos. Last chance to call them

what he might do if

smiled and answered the call in Glenda's presence. "Hi honey, you miss me?" she asked softly on purpose. Without sparing Glenda another glance, she walked

you?" Carlos asked, his voice devoid of any emotion.

of the cafe, she didn't need to act anymore. "It's cool. I handled it. Don't cause

she

been together, people have come out of the woodwork to mess with me, ' she

'I caused

"Find out who Debbie was with today and

"Yes, Mr. Huo."

Glenda was done, but she was wrong. Glenda asked her bodyguards to follow

out. The bodyguards did

to call them forward. It worked; they were

Debbie, she kicked one in the stomach, and grabbed the other's arm. He stumbled backward before tripping over his buddy, hitting his head on the ground. They rolled on the road and finally

no match for Debbie, so they struggled to their feet, ran back to their car and sped off.