Chapter 642

“Let’s go!” she ordered.

“Hey! Watch the hair!” Jared protested. If it were someone else other than Debbie, who dared to lay a

finger on his new hairdo, he would’ve kicked the guy away. Or at Least he would’ve given him a good

punch to remind him.

It wasn’t easy to manage the new hairdo. He had spent more than an hour making it look just right

before he went out today.

He anxiously looked at his reflection in the rear-view mirror and carefully smoothed the tousled hair,

making sure he looked as handsome as usual. After two minutes, the flamboyant guy still hadn’t started

the car. Impatient, Kasie kicked the back of the driver’s seat and yelled, “Are you going on a date? Quit

messing with your hair. You already have a tons of pretty girls around you. Let’s get going!”

Jared finally started the engine. He complained, “But it’s you guys-not my Mrs. Right. I’m not looking for

a friend or a girlfriend. I’m looking for a wife.”

“A wife?” Debbie mocked.

“You? The eternal bachelor? Dream on,” she said, as she played on her phone.

Jared sighed helplessly.

“Come on Tomboy. Have some respect.”

On the other hand, Megan showed no interest in their bantering and secretly texted Carlos.

“Uncle Carlos, are you free now?”

She waited awhile, but there was no reply. Megan assumed that Carlos was busy with his work at the

moment, so she texted him again.

“Aunt

Debbie is taking me somewhere. She wanted to have a talk. But she’s bringing a couple friends alone.

Uncle Carlos, I’m scared..

In no time, Carlos flat out called her. Seeing the caller ID on her phone screen, Megan instantly

silenced the ringer. She didn’t answer the call.

Shortly, Debbie’s phone rang. Confused, she shot a glance at Megan, who was just sitting quietly with

her phone in her lap. The screen was off, so she wasn’t playing with it. After a Little hesitation, Debbie

decided to answer the call.

“What’s up?”

“Where are you now?”

Debbie’s lips twitched.

“Why do you ask?”

“Where are you taking her?” Carlos asked as he leaned back in his chair, massaging his aching

temples.

“I just want to talk to her. What are you worried about?” Carlos could sense the irony in her tone.

“Don’t do anything rash. Her health is bad.”

“Haw-haw!” Debbie chuckled ironically.

“Let me guess. You’re worried that I’ll hit her?”