Chapter 1305

‘I’LL kill that bitch! Carlos is mine! No one else deserves a woman like me!’ Stephanie vowed to herself.

Before everyone was finished eating, Carlos and Debbie left the private booth earlier than the other

guests. His excuse was that he would drive her home.

Elmer was the Last one to leave. He had to settle the bill.

Sitting in his seat, he wept when he saw the total-12 million. But it was too late to weasel out of it.

Besides, if he refused to pay, Carlos would be offended. Given the choice of angering Carlos or paying

a ton of cash, he chose the latter. So Elmer paid the bill with his credit card, still weeping.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

He wiped his eyes after the cashier swiped his card. He learned two things tonight: Don’t mess with

Debbie. Don’t take advantage of her, or

Carlos would take his revenge in spades.

Debbie missed Piggy, but she was too tired to see her. And she had to get up at 5 a.m. for a photo

shoot. The commercial was important, so she asked Carlos to take her back to Champs Bay

Apartments.

When she got out of the car, Carlos handed her a file envelope.

“What’s this?” she asked.

“Open it when you get home,” Carlos replied.

She took the envelope and was about to walk toward the elevator when she remembered something.

James had been laying low Lately. He was quiet, too quiet.

“Did you do that background check on James?” she asked.

“Yeah. Don’t worry. I’ll handle him,” Carlos said.

“Can I ask you something?” she queried.

Carlos stepped out of the car and stood close to her.

“Sounds like you can’t get enough of me. How about we take this inside?”

“Ooh, no, no. Here is fine,” Debbie said hastily with a stilted smile.

“Fair enough. You had a question?” Carlos leaned against the car, looking at her.

Debbie hesitated, then finally told him.

“If I sue James, will you hate me?”

“What do you think?” he asked, raising a brow.

Debbie didn’t know, actually. That was why she asked.

“Please don’t be mad. He’s not your real dad. That’s why I won’t feel guilty.” He was the man she loved.

She’d hate to see his father in court.

Carlos caressed her hair.

“You know about my relationship with Aunt