Chapter 1166
Burning Passion: Love Never Die
Debbie was dumbstruck.
âAh! Thatâs right. I told him I was afraid of the dark, so heâd stay in my apartment with me and I wouldnât
have to sleep alone.*
So Carlos still remembered what she said.
She blinked her eyes and told Carlos, who was going upstairs, âI think your fiancee might want some
company
âSheâs fine.â
âcan I sleep in your bedroom? I donât want Meganâs ghost coming after me.
Carlos was rendered speechless.
After a while, he said, âFeeling guilty? Donât.â
âI donât feel guilty. But Iâm afraid of ghosts,â Debbie said pitifully.
âYou can call Ivan over. I donât mind you two staying in the guest room.â Suddenly, he turned around
and warned her expressionless, âBut no sex.â
Debbieâs jaw dropped.
Ivan wasnât really on her mind. He was busy with something, though she didnât know what. Besides,
she wanted to work on Carlos without anyone else around.
After saying good night, Carlos went to his bedroom, while Debbie went to the guest room.
At a high-class villa zone in Zugrurg
Ivan pushed the car door open, got out and slammed the door. Then he walked towards a villa. Many
posh cars were parked out in front.
The music was quite Loud. So Loud you couldnât talk to another person without yelling. When Ivan
entered, he saw more than ten men and women dancing and making out.
When she saw Ivan, a woman turned off the music. Silence befell the house.
With a long face, Ivan looked at a man who was sitting on the sofa and hugging another guy. The man
looked up, and then moved away from his friend. He stood up, came over to Ivan and hugged him
tightly.
âIvan, youâre finally back!â
Ivan pushed him away and shouted angrily, âFuck off! ALL of you!â
The guests in the villa decided to gather up their stuff and leave quickly. They didnât want to be dragged
into this
Finally, everyone was gone, and the two were left alone. Ivan looked around, his eyes filled with
nothing but disgust.
âI told you before
Donât bring your punk-ass friends here!â he shouted at Aldrich furiously.
With his arms crossed over his chest, Aldrich Chadwick sneered and retorted indifferently, âWell, you
certainly werenât there for me. My friends were.â