Chapter 535

The reason why Debbie showed so much respect to the arrogant Miranda was not because Debbie

was scared of her. It was just that Miranda was an elder. And besides, she hadn’t done anything overt

to Debbie, nor did she seem to side with the other family members whenever they got mad at her.

Miranda gave her a cold glance and said slowly, “I’d like you to come with me to visit Carlos’ grandpa in

the hospital. Today or tomorrow.”

‘What?’ Shocked, Debbie raised her head and looked at Miranda with disbelief in her eyes.

Her reaction made Miranda unhappy. She queried in a cold voice, “Is that a no?”

Shaking her head vigorously, Debbie promised, “No. I didn’t expect to be asked. It would be an honor

to go with you.” It was just that she hadn’t ever imagined that Miranda would invite her to tag along

when she visited Carlos’ grandfather.

Without responding to Debbie, Miranda turned around and returned to her own bedroom, leaving

Debbie alone with her thoughts. Why did she do that? Was this a way to reach out, maybe an olive

branch? She didn’t have Long to think about it, though.

A bit later, Carlos went back to their bedroom too after Listening to

Valerie’s lecture. Debbie had given up thinking about the invitation, and had been chatting happily on

WeChat with her friends. Jared suddenly complained, “Damon’s getting married. His wife-to-be is

pregnant. My dad is busy preparing the betrothal gifts. Maybe I should get hitched. Otherwise, my dad

might break the bank buying gifts for

Damon and his wife. If he did that, I would have to start eating air for breakfast.”

Debbie wrote, “Ha! Think your brother cares about your dad’s money?”

Jared replied with a zipper-mouth face emoji. But she was right, Damon was rich enough himself, so he

wouldn’t care about his dad’s fortune a bit. Then he asked Debbie, “Do you remember Oscar? The man

you had a fight with at the Orchid Private Club.”

Debbie sent a nodding-head emoji.

“I’ve told you something about him last time, but you were too drunk to listen. I’m not sure you heard

anything I said. So… I heard Damon say he sent Oscar to the police station at your husband’s request.

And in the end, the court gave Oscar a life sentence.”

Debbie was taken aback.

“Seriously? Life-imprisonment? But it wasn’t that serious…”

Jared wrote, “Yeah, no shit. But he deserved it. The guy was a punk. He committed crimes like kids eat

candy. Any one of these would have dumped him in jail for the rest of his life. He’s lucky he didn’t get

the death penalty.”

Debbie didn’t text back.

She lay prone on the bed, deep in thought. When Carlos walked into the room, this was what he saw—

a meditating Debbie. He climbed onto the bed, pressed on her back and asked, “What are you doing?”

He kissed her long hair.

Putting her phone aside, she struggled to roll over and looked into his eyes. They were in a rather sexy

position now.

But she was so deep in thought and had so many doubts that she didn’t even have time to care about

it.

“Is it true? Did Oscar get life in prison?” she asked outright.

‘Oscar?’ Carlos slightly frowned, racking his brain to recall who this guy was. But he failed.

“Who’s Oscar?” he asked in confusion.

“Last time at the Orchid Private Club, I got in a fight with a guy and a woman. The guy was Oscar.”

After her reminder, two blurry faces popped into his brain. Yet, he didn’t give it much thought and shook

it off quickly. He wouldn’t bother dealing with a guy like that personally.