Chapter 1304

He was trying to tell everyone Debbie belonged to him, at work or at home.

Outside the private booth

Stephanie caught sight of Carlos’ private booth after she walked out of the bathroom.

“Who is using Carlos” private booth tonight?” she asked a waiter standing in the hallway.

The waiter was too afraid to tell her. He didn’t want to invite Carlos ire by betraying confidential

information

Stephanie grew impatient. She took out a wad of cash from her purse and gave it to the waiter.

“Money talks,” she said.

“Now you need to do the same.”

After a look at the money, the waiter couldn’t resist the temptation, so he began, “At first, it was Debbie,

Osmond, Elmer and some others.

Then Carlos showed up with some alcohol.”

When the waiter finished, Stephanie’s face twisted with jealousy and anger.

Debbie’s name was Like a blade, stabbing her in the heart.

Clutching at her purse, clenching her teeth, she stood there, eyes dangerous Like a viper’s. Clueless

about what was going on, the waiter started sweating and finally fled with the money.

Stephanie cursed in her heart. She wished Debbie would just die. Maybe she’d drink herself to death,

or choke on a bone or something. She paused for a minute and thought those fates too good for her.

She prayed Debbie would be raped to death, drowned, or torn into pieces.

She had always loved Carlos, but all of sudden, Debbie showed up and turned everything on its ear.

ALL her plans, made for nothing. She had his family’s approval and everything.

ninjanovel.com

Carlos was so aloof Stephanie was never able to figure him out. His weaknesses, hobbies, and dislikes

were all hidden from her. So she hesitated to approach him. She was discouraged, and knew she

couldn’t win his heart.

Then Debbie came along, and Carlos fell madly in love with her. He fell for her again even after he had

lost his memory. He loved Debbie with all his heart and soul. Even Stephanie could feel it. And she

wanted that love for herself.

Debbie was just a singer. She had no powerful family, no status, no impressive diploma. She was bad-

tempered, petty, selfish, jealous, and feisty. She was nothing.

Stephanie, on the other hand, graduated from a prestigious university.

Afterwards, she had studied for two years in a foreign country. The

Elliot family was powerful, and she herself had a head for business that rivaled many other magnates.

She never lacked admirers. From time to time, she’d lose her temper too, but she had always been

patient with Carlos, loving the man, caring for him. It was always her calling him, asking about his day.

She gave up everything for him, threw away her time, her love, and her pride. She wooed him patiently.

But in the end, he gave his heart to another woman.

How ironic!

Everyone thought Stephanie had no clue what was going on between Carlos and Debbie, but

Stephanie was no fool. Successful men like Carlos usually took a mistress, sometimes more than one.

But a mistress was one thing. She didn’t care about that, as long as she would be Mrs.

Hilton someday.

The waiter’s words made her realize how wrong she was.