Chapter 1289

“Hey! Don’t change the subject. I see! You are afraid of me asking

Carlos to look into you, right? I know what Yates does in Askor. If he hates you, that means you’re a

mobster.”

Decker had gone from annoyed to pissed. He walked towards the door, about to leave.

“You want me to leave? Fine, I’m gone.”

‘What?’ Debbie rolled her eyes and ran towards the door to stop him before he ran off forever.

‘m right, then. If I’m wrong, then tell me the truth,” she insisted.

“Cut the crap and get out of my away!” he spat.

“It’s almost three in the morning. Where are you going? By the way, how did you even get past the

entrance guards? I can understand how Ramona got in. She’s rich and famous. But you’re a stranger

to the city. Yet somehow you found your way into my apartment. How did you get in?”

Champs Bay Apartments was one of the most high-end areas in the city.

No one who didn’t belong there could enter without permission. There were security guards patrolling

the area, and CCTV cameras everywhere.

Decker wore a hideous expression, like he had just accidentally eaten a fly. After a bit, he taunted, “You

figure it out. You’re the smart one.

“Cut it out. I’m not that smart.” ‘If I were smart, none of this would have ever happened and I’d be with

Carlos.*

“Get out of the way! I’m outta here!” Impatient, Decker put his hands up to push her away.

Debbie took a step back to avoid him.

Angela’s Library

“Don’t want to talk? I can’t force you. But listen to Carlos. He’s tighter with Yates than I am.

Wouldn’t it make more sense to work with him than against him?”

“How are you and Yates related? Why didn’t you mention him before?”

Decker asked with a frown.

“Why would I even bring him up? I bet you didn’t know he went to one of my concerts.”

“I had no clue,” Decker answered. He didn’t even know where he was at that time. Or what he was

doing.

“Forget it! Go back to bed. Otherwise, I’ll have Carlos look into you,” she said.

“Oh, give it a rest, sis. I’m not afraid of him Decker said angrily.

Debbie shrugged and said, “Don’t know, don’t care. Go to bed.”

“You!” He didn’t know how to answer back.

“Good night!” she said and then went back to her bedroom.