Chapter 1392

“Bring them out.”

“Yes, Carlos.”

Two minutes later, three housemaids walked over to them, carrying boxes. Debbie opened one and

looked inside. There was an evening dress, a pair of high heels, and a set of jewelry

Obviously, he intended for her to go, by force, if necessary. He made a gesture to indicate the boxes.

“Dress, shoes, accessories…they’re all here, all customized for you. Put on them and then I’ll take you

to a salon.”

“No…”

Debbie wanted to turn him down but Miranda interrupted. She explained with a smile, “Barlow is well-

respected. He holds traditional views on relationships between men and women. Every guest there will

be family, or spouses. No lovers or friends allowed.”

Nonetheless, Debbie still tried to excuse herself.

“But we’re not—” She left her sentence unfinished.

Carlos said nothing. He understood what his mom meant, and he was sure that she’d side with him this

time.

As he expected, Miranda continued working on Debbie. She grabbed the evening dress and handed it

to the young mother, whispering, “Don’t be stupid. Now you can prove you’re his wife. I know you’re still

pissed, but Look at the big picture. This is a good thing. Get it?”

Debbie Listened to her. She made sense. Miranda had told her she could be mad. She could throw

tantrums or yell at him. But if she wanted to be Mrs. Hilton, she needed to do everything she could to

achieve that goal.

Still reluctant, Debbie pursed her lips and glared at the silent man.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

He looked back at her, feigning innocence. Then, she took the evening dress from Miranda’s hands

and nodded, “Yeah.”

She went upstairs to get changed.

Mother and son sat opposite each other on the sofa. Miranda poured two cups of tea, and offered one

to Carlos.

“James had a private meeting with Funk Hinchcliffe, assistant general manager from Pinsent Group

Something seems fishy. Keep an eye on them,” she advised seriously

Carlos took a sip of the tea and replied calmly, “I know. James helped

Funk land a big account before. That fattened both their wallets. What timing. James must be feeding

the guy insider news.”

Miranda smiled understandingly.

“Let me guess. News Leaked to them by you?”

“Of course.” Carlos smirked. He wasn’t going to let that sly old fox outwit him this time. The news he let

slip was fake. Now he could get at James and Funk, or even purchase the Pinsent Group.

After chatting for a while, Carlos went upstairs to check if Debbie was ready. Debbie had just changed

into her evening dress and was about to don the high heels.

As soon as he came into the bedroom, he saw Debbie dressed in the pale apricot fishtail gown. Only

thin layer of lace covered her shoulders and arms, so her sexy collarbones were revealed.