Chapter 1108

“Huh! You sure we’re talking about the same guy? You haven’t seen what

I have.” Kinsley leaned forward and looked at her conspiratorially.

“What ?”

“I watched Carlos torture a guy. Beat the tar out of him, then tormented him mentally till he was on the

brink of madness. That was when the guy broke down and told Carlos everything he wanted to know.

Carlos was only 24 years old.” The torture was bloody and merciless.

Kinsley spared Debbie the details which made him shiver every time he thought of them.

Debbie widened her eyes in incredulity. ‘That doesn’t sound Like

Carlos.’ “That’s not Carlos. He’s a great guy.”

“Bwahaha!” Kinsley Laughed so hard one might mistake him for a Lunatic.

Debbie was unhappy.

“I’m serious. A couple saved his life, and he took their daughter in and has been fostering her for years.

Doesn’t that mean anything? That girl is Megan. You know her, right?”

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

Having the cigarette in his mouth, Kinsley replied, “First time for everything. This is the first time I’ve

heard someone say Carlos is a nice guy. Listen, Debbie, he’s only kind to you. That Megan girl is

doomed if she pushes his buttons.”

“Wait a minute. Why are we arguing about Carlos? Let’s stay on track. I want Stephanie out of the way.

Just do me this one favor and hit on her, all right?” Debbie picked up an abalone and put it on Kinsley’s

plate.

Kinsley snorted. He didn’t touch the abalone. Nor did he speak.

Debbie went on, trying to persuade him, “Not bragging, but Carlos used to listen to me back when we

were still married. I can keep him from going after you. I can tell him to call you ‘Brother’, because I do.

How does that sound?”

“Well, sounds great. But since I’m a month older than him, he should call me ‘Brother.'”

“He ever call you that?”

Kinsley fell into silence. Of course not. Because he wouldn’t do that without good reason.

“So, please, Kinsley, just help me this once. I’ll put in a good word for you and ask Carlos to fund your

plays,” Debbie begged, refilling Kinsley’s glass.

“But…” Kinsley continued after pondering over Stephanie’s looks, “I’m not interested in her. High-flyers

tend to be boring.”

“That’s not true. I mean, she could be different. You can’t judge a person just from their status in the

society. What if you find her attractive?”

“Then I will have to turn you down right away. If I fall in love, then

I’ll have to get married. No way!” Kinsley rejected hastily. A wise man had once said that marriage is

the grave of love. Kinsley was only thirty-one. He was not ready to step into the grave yet.

Debbie rolled her eyes.