Chapter 1302

“That’s right. This is for you, Elmer. It my way of thanking you.”

Eager to go, Elmer refused to Listen to them. He stood up and made his way to the door.

“I’m sorry I really have to go. Hey, next time I’m buying…” His voice trailed off as he reached the exit.

The door was pushed open from the outside. Everyone was surprised as the newcomer walked in.

“C-Carlos?” Elmer stuttered.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

They looked at Debbie, who was just as stunned as they were, and then all of them stood up and

walked toward Carlos.

“Hurry. Carlos is here,” Osmond urged the others.

“Good evening,

Carlos,” they greeted Carlos in unison.

Carlos inclined his head slightly and cast Elmer a sidelong glance.

“Where are you off to, Elmer?”

“Er…n-nowhere. I… Carlos, this way please,” Elmer replied. Since

Carlos was here, he realized that he couldn’t leave now, so he put on his biggest smile and led Carlos

to the table

Slippery as an eel, he had already regained his composure before they even reached the table. Smiling

at Debbie, he asked, “Debbie, why didn’t you tell us Carlos would be joining us? We should have

waited till he got here.”

“That’s okay,” Carlos said before Debbie spoke. A waiter brought in another chair.

“There,” Carlos said to the waiter, pointing at the spot next to Debbie. The waiter left the room after

placing the chair where he was directed and setting another place at the table, complete with utensils.

“Way to be obvious, old man, ‘ Debbie thought resignedly.

The guests all gaped at what Carlos had just done.

To break the awkward silence, Osmond picked up a bottle of Liquor from the table and walked up to

Carlos.

“Carlos! So glad to see you. Let’s have a drink,” he said as he filled Carlos’ glass.

Another guest echoed, “Right. We’re all happy to see you.” Then he turned to the waiter and said,

“More salads for Carlos. And hot dishes too.”

Debbie just sat there, and watched it all unfold.

Originally, this was a thank-you dinner from her. But Carlos instantly became the center of attention.

Everyone was fawning over him, and now the reason for throwing this shindig was overshadowed by

the cold man’s presence.

Debbie watched and was confused and conflicted by the whole thing. Just then, Frankie walked in with

four bottles of alcohol in his hands. He put them on the table as a grand gesture and smiled at Elmer.

“Elmer,

Carlos heard that you had great taste in alcohol, so he asked me to bring these. They are of exquisite

vintage, and are from some of the best years of these distilleries. You can’t buy them anywhere else in

the market.”