Chapter 564
Burning Passion: Love Never Die
Looking Blanche in the eye, Portia said with determination, âIâm going to be his woman.â That was the
only way she could step on Debbie and teach her a hard lesson that she would never forget.
âNO! Donât you know Carlos is married? Youâre not going to be anyoneâs mistress,â Blanche snapped.
There was no way that would end well. Men made endless promises to their mistresses about how
theyâd divorce their wives and marry them. They rarely did, and if the mistresses got pregnant, well,
that was all over.
Portia was not willing to be an ordinary manâs mistress. However,
Carlos was not an ordinary man. Being his mistress was much better than being an ordinary manâs
wife. Portia said in a calm voice, âMom, I donât think Carlos loves his wife. Otherwise, he wouldnât have
kept her a secret from the public. He has gone to parties with Olga a couple times. Besides, he walked
out of the hotel with a college girl last time, and Iâm sure that wasnât Olga. See? He has so many
women. Men are all unfaithful. And Carlos is no exception. Have you ever heard of the daughters of the
prominent families in Alorith getting married? No! Of course, Carlosâ wife is not from a powerful family.
Do you think I canât drive Mrs. Hilton out of the Hilton family and replace her?â
âUm⦠Blanche hesitated. She had to admit that Portia had a point, but she was afraid that people
might gossip behind her back. After all, it would be disgraceful if Portia was a mistress.
Portia knew what was on her motherâs mind.
âMom, donât worry. I donât think people would gossip about me. Carlos is so rich and powerful, nobody
will trash talk him or his woman. After I become his woman, our family will be more respected.â
âAfter I become Mrs. Hilton, Iâll ask him to fire Emmett!â she swore to herself.
Blanche had been thinking of marrying her daughter to Carlos instead of
Lewis. Despite being the general manager of Hilton Groupâs New York branch, Lewis wielded Little
power in the company. But the truth was,
Carlos had turned this offer down without hesitation. Left with no other option, she then decided to
marry Portia to Lewis. After all,
Lewis was Carlosâ cousin. The Gomez family could still benefit from an association with Carlos.
Portiaâs explanations made Blanche feel better about her plan. She was still wary, but Portia seemed
logical about this.
âBut itâs not easy to get close to Carlos,â she said to her daughter.
âI know. From now on Iâll work harder to stand out. You and Dad can try your best to get me the
invitations of the parties, dinners, and commercial activities Carlos will attend,â said Portia.
She had been trying to be a better woman all the time. It used to be just for show, but now it was for
Carlos.
She understood that only an exceptional woman deserved to stand by him.
In New York
The next morning, some professionals came to the Hiltonâs house to investigate the case involving the
missing items. Debbie just wanted to get out of there, so she Left the house with Carlos without asking
the men anything.
She felt much better after wandering around and having some fun.
When the sun started to set, it was time to go back. She wanted to find
Carlos to go home together with him, but then she learned that he wasnât in the office, so she had to
head home alone.
Since it was late, she ate dinner outside. When she went back inside, not a single soul was around.
The chandelier in the Living room had been switched off. Only some dim wall fittings in the hallway
were on. The place was almost eerie now.
Debbie paused. She could almost hear ghosts, but she wasnât sure what it was. The shadows on the
walls did Little to dispel the unsettling feeling. She peered into the gloom, trying to see into adjoining
areas, but had Little Luck. She changed into slippers at the vestibule. Just as she walked into the living
room, some noises startled her. This wasnât her imagination this time. Debbie looked towards the
sound.