Chapter 461

☛ Bookmark This Website NinjaNovel.Com When everybody was finally seated, someone mustered up

enough nerve to ask, “Carlos, I assume that this lady is Mrs. Hilton. Am I right?”

Carlos smiled. He looked at Debbie but remained silent.

Debbie was surprised at his reaction. ‘What’s that supposed to mean?

Why doesn’t he tell them who I am?’

Since Carlos didn’t respond, everyone else kept their mouths shut. A few quiet, awkward seconds

passed. Someone was about to break the uncomfortable silence when Carlos announced, “My wife

always keeps a low profile. I promised her I’d keep our marriage secret. As to your question, I need my

wife’s permission before I answer it.”

The others were familiar with Carlos’ personality. They had never seen him talk that much before.

When he turned to Debbie, every one of them understood that the woman sitting next to him was Mrs.

Hilton.

They all looked at Debbie with a smile and racked their brains to compliment her. The room suddenly

was abuzz with their unctuous compliments. Some complimented her beauty, others focused on her

hair, dress, or her bearing. A few talked about her manners, and some more nebulous things that they

couldn’t possibly know about the quiet woman sitting at the table with them. They were unconcerned,

all fawning over her to get on Carlos’ good side.

Bombarded with their expressions of praise, commendation, and admiration, Debbie didn’t know how to

respond. It was Carlos who came to her rescue.

“My wife is shy. Let’s eat,” he said.

Debbie’s face turned red.

Immediately, his proposal was echoed. The subject was changed. Someone asked the waiter to bring

the meals.

During the feast, Debbie realized something. The fact that she was at a dinner with Carlos and the way

Carlos had answered that man’s question kind of made their relationship public.

But under the circumstances, there seemed to be nothing wrong with the way Carlos told the others

who she was.

Debbie stopped thinking about the issue and ate while Listening to them talk about work. She had

nothing to add, so she remained quiet as they talked shop. Some things she understood, sometimes it

was jargon or abbreviations she was unfamiliar with. But a wise person never learned with their mouth

open.

Carlos barely said anything afterwards. However, even so, the other men kept asking his opinion on

this or that.

“I need to use the little girls’ room,” Debbie whispered in Carlos‘ ear.

The bathroom in the booth was occupied, so Debbie had to go outside.

“Do you want me to go with you?” asked Carlos.

“No, you stay. I’ll be right back.”

Debbie let out a long exhale when she stepped outside. The ambiance inside the booth was nice but

boring.

She kept walking. A conversation came to her ears when she passed by the smoking zone. It was

actually whispering between two men. She wasn’t eavesdropping, but since they mentioned Carlos,

she couldn’t help noticing.

“We just found out yesterday that Carlos was married, and today we got to see her for ourselves,” said

one man.

“I want to know more about her. What’s her background? I don’t want to make any mistakes talking to

her. But really… who wants to ask Carlos that?” observed his companion.

“What’s he up to tonight, anyway?”

“Isn’t it obvious? Pretty much everything he did after he got here, and the words he said, indicated the

woman was Mrs. Hilton. What he didn’t say was that she had to be respected, but that was the subtext.