Chapter 508

Valerie and James as “Grandma” and “Dad” hundreds of times.

Unfortunately, she didn’t have the chance to call them that to their faces.

“Yeah, I think you’re right,” Tabitha smiled. Then she pretended to mention Megan casually.

“By the way, how well do you know Megan? Her parents saved Carlos and Wesley. Did you know

that?”

Debbie didn’t know why Tabitha suddenly talked about Megan’s parents

After short consideration, she realized that Megan must have snitched on her to Tabitha. She nodded

honestly, “Carlos told me about that.

Mom, don’t worry. I’ll be nice to her and treat her like my own niece.”

Tabitha was at a loss for words; she didn’t know whom she should trust—

Megan or Debbie.

“Megan is an adorable girl. We all like her, especially Carlos’ grandma. She’s like family. You’ll like her

when you get to know her.”

‘I’UL like her? A girl who said she could have been married to my husband? Not a chance!’ Debbie

thought. If they weren’t in the Hilton family’s manor, she would have already taught Megan a Lesson.

But she decided to be obedient to Tabitha.

“I’m three years older than her. I will humor her as much as possible. Don’t worry, Mom.”

Debbie’s conciliatory attitude reassured Tabitha, who nodded in satisfaction. There wasn’t much more

she could ask for, and Debbie seemed sincere. At least there’d be less drama this way, she hoped.

Tabitha didn’t like family fights much.

After a long pause, Tabitha stammered, “D-Debbie, why don’t you go to the study and get Carlos out of

there? You know James* temper… If I go there, I don’t think…he’ll listen to me.”

Debbie’s heart sank when she heard James’ roaring coming from within the study. ‘If James wouldn’t

listen to Tabitha, then why does she think he’d Listen to me?‘ Debbie thought.

But now that Tabitha had asked, Debbie decided to do as she was bidden.

She didn’t want the Hilton family members to argue with each other over her.

Perplexed, she knocked on the door to the study.

“Come in,” came

Wade’s voice.

Debbie pushed the door open and saw Carlos leaning against a couch, smoking. Valerie and Wade

were sitting opposite Carlos, and James stood before a desk. The floor was a mess-papers, pens, pen

holders, knick-knacks, paperweights, paperclips, and staples. There was barely any place to step on

that wasn’t covered with debris.

“Grandma, Uncle, Dad, sorry to interrupt you,” said Debbie.

James got even angrier at the sight of the girl.

“What are you still doing here? Get the hell out of our house. Go back to Alorith!” he thundered.