Chapter 125

Chapter: 126

“Hey, careful with your cute back and forth in front of me, man.

I’m all alone here. Otherwise, I’ll have to steal your girlfriend one day.”

Dixon kicked him back and yelled, “I’ve been single for more than 20 years. If you dare steal my

girlfriend, I’ll hunt you down and end you.”

Jared felt goosebumps all over his body.

The two boys’ conversation had Kristina giggling away. Debbie was too drunk to steady herself. After

the song, she got up to sit on the sofa when she accidentally fell into Jared’s arms.

Debbie accused Jared of tripping her and the Latter complained that she was putting on weight. While

they were exchanging pinches and kicks, the door of the villa was opened from outside.

In the eyes of the man at the door, it looked Like they were flirting with each other.

When they saw the man’s face, Debbie’s friends exclaimed, “Ah! Carlos!”

They all sprang off the sofa in fright. Only Debbie remained where she was. She brushed her hair and

stared at the door, still in a trance.

“No, it can’t be him,” she murmured. She had inquired Philip about

Carlos’ itinerary. He wasn’t supposed to be back until two more days.

‘I must be very drunk, ‘ Debbie thought.

The man was dressed in a black suit and vest, with his jacket hanging from one arm. His eyes swept

around the room, and caught sight of the mess in the Living room.

Tristan, who was standing behind Carlos, looked at the woman who was staggering to her feet. His

eyes widened in astonishment. ‘Carlos has rushed back from Singapore and this is what he sees?

Debbie is going to be in a lot of trouble.*

Tristan prayed for the students in his heart.

Intimidated by Carlos, they were already half sober when they saw him standing at the door. One by

one, they took turns and greeted him politely.

“Good evening, Carlos,” said Jared. ‘This is creepy. What’s Carlos doing in Debbie’s home?’ he

wondered.

“Nice to see you, Mr. Carlos,” Dixon and Kristina chimed in. Dixon had sensed that Carlos and Debbie

had a personal relationship when he had seen Carlos in the dean’s office, but he had kept that

knowledge to himself all along.

“Carlos?” Kasie couldn’t believe her eyes. ‘Who am I? Where am I? Why am I seeing Carlos in

Debbie’s house?’

Then the same question popped up in Debbie’s friends’ heads. ‘Why is

Carlos here?’

“Mr. Handsome!” A crisp voice caught the attention of everyone in the room.

“Whhhhhhat ?

Did Debbie just call Carlos Mr. Handsome?*

The Living room grew deafeningly silent, while the air was too thick to breathe. Jared’s legs were

shaking like dry leaves. He felt as if his bladder was about to let go. Even his father didn’t scare him as

much as Carlos did. Who would believe the man at the door was only six years older than him?